As I stand unhappy dissatisfied with the quality of my newly purchased mask I lost my old one yet again, I remember the older days where the “wind never bothered me anyway” but having to bare the wind storms, the nasty smells and the little granules that think my eyes are the oasis and decide to jump in, I cannot help but sit still and take it all in. This brings me back to a hot and heavy tempo ride where I was crammed in between a man who could not hear his “hello, from the other side” and a woman who clearly discovered that there was a pot of gold in her right nostrils. Then a very well-endowed lady or that’s how she looked like got in, flipping through her phone 6 s and adorning her Gucci shades she took her place. Retracking my mind back to reality I took to my phone shuffled on my tempo jams and carried on… but right there as my tempo made a screeching turn I was caught with surprise first came thHyak and then Thu and man that gruesome noise rang in my ears. — thegirlwithpotential.blogspot.com