this morning #1020.

this morning, we’d just got done smoking a blunt. we were leaning on the front of my car, listening to her disco mix tape, knowing that we’d have to head to school soon. i assumed it was going to be tough for us to make it there on time. i mean, i knew i was in no mood to move. not at all. not yet. i know she felt the same. chilling with her right now felt right. no reason for us to rush. right? i relaxed my ass more. slipped on my sunglasses. laid back on the hood. took in the sky. pondered. wondered why i was so shy about making a move. decided to go for it. asked her if i could ask an important question. heard her say “sure” but blew my chance. asked something dumb about the universe instead.