|Rockin' out in full 80s glam|
I seriously did not expect to run into anyone on my way home but as luck would have it I did. As I was crossing the street I noticed a guy getting into the trunk of his car. He was an older gentleman, maybe in his 50s or 60s and when he saw me he took a double take and just stood there, gawking. Now, a few things come to mind about what he could have been thinking. Its not like I was dressed super slutty or anything, but I did have a sort of "groupie" look going on with the skinny jeans, chains and belts so its quite possible that the word "hooker" could have entered his mind. I did have some big ass hair which had managed to look even more disheveled by the end of the night than when it started out and to top it all off I was barefoot. I sheepishly made eye contact with him and said a polite "Good evening" to which he respectfully responded back, still staring and probably wondering if he was seeing things. I kept walking, the cold sidewalk reviving my feet with a subtle stinging and giggled to myself. Well, at least I just gave someone a story to talk about. Good times!
So I didn't get to run much this week, but am hoping to get one in today sometime. Its been a very busy week for me and its getting more and more crazy every day.
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