Queen Browser.

Rickita is 27 going on 18-45. She loves movies and dinners. She loves music. She loves HGTV. She loves to nap. She loves being alone. She loves the company of children and their genuine enthusiasm and sense of discovery. She loves having no clue. She loves text messaging. She loves fashion (she's secretly addicted to it). She loves day dreaming. She loves to read anything about African/African American people and their struggles/triumphs. She's learning to heal. The only science fiction she reads is by Octavia Butler. She wants to say that she cusses like a sailor, can't sit and eat at a table properly, is a talented burper. But in interest of her current employers finding this blog, she'll stick with....she loves education.

She's a teacher.

 And she thinks that if you don't read "Medical Apartheid", you're not living.

And if you don't finish Native Son, you're a loser. Kidding, because I haven't finished it yet...but I will some time next week. The point is, just read it.
Tue Jun 24
so last night proved to be pretty eventful. i called shadey boy to grab some dinner and he obliged. first we had to drive out to upper marlboro to cut his cousin’s friend’s hair. while there i met his mother. beautiful lady. she seemed to genuinely like me, and as soon as the greetings began they came to an end. i assured her that i would see her again. after dropping his cousin’s friend off at his house we made our way to ihop. that isn’t until after his childhood friend stopped him and asked him to approach the car. *something happened, then something was said.* sitting in ihop we discussed all things. i sat there looking across from him thinking that i must not get too caught up in his world that i neglect my own. my original intention after the break up with alain was to have some time to myself. to determine who might rickita be. i’ve yet to settle on anything. ha. but i know that in those quiet moments i get a better sense of who i am becoming. and as i mentioned previously…more aware. while i like shadey boy i know how easily it would for me to go in codependent mode. i cannot save him from anything he’s not trying to save himself. so i can only be his friend and supporter as he tries to uncover the mystery of…dakari. lunch.

so last night proved to be pretty eventful. i called shadey boy to grab some dinner and he obliged. first we had to drive out to upper marlboro to cut his cousin’s friend’s hair. while there i met his mother. beautiful lady. she seemed to genuinely like me, and as soon as the greetings began they came to an end. i assured her that i would see her again.

after dropping his cousin’s friend off at his house we made our way to ihop. that isn’t until after his childhood friend stopped him and asked him to approach the car. *something happened, then something was said.*

sitting in ihop we discussed all things. i sat there looking across from him thinking that i must not get too caught up in his world that i neglect my own. my original intention after the break up with alain was to have some time to myself. to determine who might rickita be.

i’ve yet to settle on anything. ha.

but i know that in those quiet moments i get a better sense of who i am becoming. and as i mentioned previously…more aware.

while i like shadey boy i know how easily it would for me to go in codependent mode. i cannot save him from anything he’s not trying to save himself. so i can only be his friend and supporter as he tries to uncover the mystery of…dakari.

lunch.