Alone date free write…

Am sitted at the window of a small vibey sushi restaurant called Blackanese … my favourite place yet. In the middle of the week when I struggled to stay focused and studying I would encourage my little self with an “after the paper, I promise we will go to Blackanese.” Let me explain the we because no one should be under the impression that I have large cheerful company. On the contrary am on my own but discovering my multiplicities (no, thats not a word). Oh wow before today I couldn’t  write that am staying alone on my blog, I was scared that someone would do something with that fact. See, I used to be so scared of burglars, Murderers and rapist that I wouldn’t even live my own life. My paranoia is slowly fading in this my attempt to embrace life at this point I must ( yeah, I am drawing on some SA influence -people here say “must l show you?” instead of a would you like me to show you.” but now i am learning that cultured different).
The nice lady who is my waitress (ah I am a sucker for good hospitality mehn) has told me my sushi will take long so this will be alot of writing and thinking. She’s talked me into a nonalcoholic mojito and now I realise it is the alcohol that spoils the whole thing, this thing is strawberry heaven; I am still making up my mind about this mint leaves. Now that we are on this alcohol issue-it took me a long time to accept that I really like good red sweet wine-it is like grapes with a twist but what I really really really fear is getting drunk. Already without alcohol in my system I am so unreserved, what will happen when it gets to my head? I won’t find out.
so today on my walk to work, on the particular beautiful stretch with no catcallers, I had a vision in which I met my future husband , I was SO giddy I think I hopped a little: Okay, I have to stop now my phone is low battery, looks like I will be thinking out loud on the rest…