for granted

Today..was..good.

I was late to Art class today. It was my first day of class and I couldn't find the room. I walked in late. My teacher was so sweet though. She brought her poodle and had us interview the people who sat around us. When she found out that I was coordinating a huge production, she told me that there was a part of the building that had linoleum floors that a local Hip Hop group usually practices on. The area was somewhere upstairs between the two galleries that students displayed their work. After the class, I went searching for it. I ran into one of my classmates that I recognized from high school who seemed to be familiar with the area. She took me to the galleries but warned that they may be locked. I reassured her that it wouldn't be a problem since all I wanted to do was use up the area that had the linoleum base. When we walked passed the two galleries, I saw a man in the corner.

He was in a wheelchair.

It seemed as if he were reaching for something but I was afraid that he looked back at me with thoughts of me glancing at him for too long. So I smiled and looked away.

On the way out, I noticed that he had taken out a retainer out of his mouth. It had a long clear stick attached to the front. His arms and hands were small; fore arms...too. I noticed a bundle of papers that seemed to have wedged itself between the wheels and the desk. The moment he removed the gadget from his mouth, I walked over and said "Do you need help?" but before he could answer, I did it anyway. I reorganized the papers onto the keyboard of the laptop he had propped open in front of him.

I was taken back. Here I am. I normal, functioning girl. There he was. As he is. It was...so. Not that it was weird...or strange. But that moment was almost indescribable. I didn't know what to think. How to feel. Or what to say. I walked away with my classmate as he looked up at me and said thank you. I can't remember what I said. All I can remember was that moment.

Breakfast at d'Sound

Audrey Hepburn by IMDSound

My favorite artist IMDSound paints the captivating Hepburn.
http://imdsound.deviantart.com/

fuel is running low

Air Traffic Control by Louis XIV

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