I CHALLENGE YOU!
I challenge you, that if I knew and understood what was going on as it was happening, I would win every single time! No question. I would win. If I understood what was at stake, what was the win or gain, what the consequences would be, what would be the outcome, what the eventuality would be, if I understood any of it at all – you would NEVER win.
I would always win.
But, you lie. You never tell the truth. You wait until after the fact, after the damage is done before you “show” what happened when I made a choice. Only a coward hides in a corner, behind a facâde, behind glass, behind family members, behind friends, behind black paint, behind a disguise to speak, or interact, or fuck me. I challenge you to meet me head on as an equal without any guise, without any pretend, without any gimmicky game, without false reality, and speak to me as an equal pairing.
I am not a hillbilly. I never was, I never will be. I am not from Florida. I am not native. I am a transplant – it is the term when a person moves from another state. I am a west coast girl, and always will be. However, I am meant to live abroad. I was never meant to live in New York.
If anything, I was meant to live in San Francisco for a while. I can barely see his face anymore, however I thought it might have been David Wolfe at the airport in San Francisco walking in the opposite direction from me, so I could see his face while in disguise. After, I had visited The Art of Shaving – it is a real store. After, I received a tea sample from David’s Teas. I could go on an on.
I had the most fun walking everywhere in San Francisco. I am too broke to afford a taxi everywhere. I stayed at Japantown for Roy. Wonder why that is? Oh yeah, this house is alive. Otherwise, I would have travelled alone, and hopefully had a travel romance with a real man. For, I wanted to stay at the Hilton at Fisherman’s Wharf which is where I should have stayed if I understood how far away and small Japantown is.
Walking into a bookstore to see what they have, walking to an antique store, walking into a bar for a bite, walking into a local pizza shop for a slice and a beer, walking into an ice cream shop, walking into small businesses that is the backbone of America. Amazingly it was warm weather and I didn’t need my coat.
So, I challenge you to take down the heavy pressure, take down the barriers, undo everything you have done these last few years. For it is not for YOU that you are here, it is because of ME.
The reimagined show is NOT the only television show, film or movie I have created. I told my Obama computer of another television show featuring a garage. A television show, half-hour would be best taking place in a garage with customers interrupting the garage mechanics and workers. It’s a good idea and it would have been a popular show too.
This all should have ended in November of 2014 when I was first told it was supposed to end.
I am not putting that mirror up in my bathroom which shares a wall, so that you can spy on me from the other side again.
WE - DO NOT AGREE! 