Summer Entries- Letters & Spree Suga Baby..

For whatever reason, It has been laid on my heart to write a letter to Miss Germany. I dont know what to say, but I know its a letter of pure encouragement. Nothing more. My Spree Suga Baby sent me a letter just days before coming here last week, so I have to send her one back to express my mental thoughts and desires. So I started on the letter today to Miss Germany today, and while I was writing… I thought back to a year ago this day.

This day last year (Memorial Day), I was getting off work. Well, I was already off work and at home…sleeping. Around 11am, I hear the phone ring but I did get up to answer it. The next thing I know is my brother coming in the room telling me to handle things on the phone. I am like…leave me alone, I just got off work. He’s like…fuck that, handle this. I looked at the Caller ID, and JuneBug called. I am wondering how did the fuck he get my number, but I automatically knew. From Miss Germany, With Love. I called him back and cussing and fussing about someone playing on his phone. I am like… I just off work I dont know what the fuck you are talking about. Throughout all of this, my mother is going crazy about someone calling her house. All in all… it pissed me off at Miss Germany about what went down and her giving out my phone number. I didnt even want to fuckin talk to her anymore and would get her when I saw her the next time. She emailed me a few days afterwards apologizing and this and that…. Even with this happening, I forgave her and moved on.

I wrote the letter of encouragement, not about what I knew. I felt like it was a sign from GOD to do so. I obeyed and finished. I didnt like it, but I did what I was told.

The letter to Spree Suga Baby would be a response about my love for her, and my desire of wanting the future to continue and to come to pass. It also included my fears and thoughts of my past and things. Overall, its a beautiful thang, but damn that Miss Germany. I still haven’t spoken to her and I don’t even think about her.