Persistence and Poems

So I went to the mall again today and, apparently, the woman that I wanted to see wasn't going to come in all day. This was my second time traveling over six miles just to hear a "Sorry, she's not in at the moment." Now I'm finding myself in an expostulation against myself but I know what must be done. I must persist and return every day, if necessary. Man, all this for a job. That's risible.
In lighter news, I decided to start recording my poems and posting the videos on this blog. I will sometimes just post the words and if I get requests, I will record it. I hope that these poems will actually mean something to the people that listen to them and that they will move you.

God bless you,
Erick Lima

p.s. Live Radically 

6 bucks and nothing

At first I expostulated with myself. I weighed the pros and cons of going all the way to the Northridge mall to give a possible future employer a gift as a means of sucking up to her. It's funny the way the world works. I would need a present and 6 bucks for the bus ride; good thing my parents paid for that.
So I went to the store and asked for the woman that interviewed me last time and apparently she was doing inventory all day and she wouldn't be available until tomorrow. So I am now sitting in the mall's food court with a present and a bag of nothing-to-do-ness.
I guess I'll kick it for as long as I can since there's nothing to do at home.

God bless you,
Erick Lima

p.s. Live Radically