2 months of Karma: Haunted

At that place they all go. Looking for power my phone is dead. My electricity is off..... Not kidding ! Yay for me. Starving artist I guess they say. 

I set next to an elderly gent and ask about his book. We talk about God and the end of us all. I start to write. But, before I do I move to the only

table with two plush velvety chairs. One sits left empty my purse keeps it company .... a man approaches
and ask to sit. This is a pick- up ploy I'm sure. 

When will he ask I'm not sure! I came to write about the haunting of HIM. Looks like I'm being haunted by men! Hysterical and ironic. I think God has won the day. 

Oh don't worry he hasn't left my mind ... I'll be back unfortunately with the backwards story of mine. 

You're not an interruption you're part of my day.... 

- anonymous man at Starbucks