this past week while walking bagel at reedy creek, i’ve seen the same black guy with dreads fishing. you know when you don’t know someone, but you’re familiar with them by way of running into each other at the same place and same time? that’s how it is with him. we’re familiar with each other but we don’t know each other. today we had a conversation and i introduced myself. turns out his name is rah, but he goes by rah-tah because there’s a lot of rah-rah’s. i was skeptical of what he said, but that’s what he said. crazy isn’t it???
i’m still in disbelief, but i’m still not sure if i believe.
-ratha, 2:34pm, 5.14.18