Strange alert!

Sad alert!

Reality check!

Yesterday in Portsmouth it was a sunny 65 degrees.

It was a beautiful day that was both warm and cool at the same time.

An absolutely perfect day for walking.

So I loaded everything into my North Crest Backpack and started a strollin’ to the library.

About 6 minutes into my walk I saw a backpack near a bus stop.

Then all of a sudden a weird thing happened.

I started to get a little nervous and my pulse started racing.

So, I quickly walked past the abandoned backpack.

When I was about 1 block away from the backpack I started to relax but not before getting really pissed off at myself.

Sometimes I really don’t know what gets into me.

Although, if the truth be told I do know what got into me.

It was fear with a capital F.

Fear plain and simple.

Truthfully I got scared because of the following things:

-I thought that there could be a bomb or other type of explosive in that backpack.

-I was scared that some crazy terrorist from a foreign country had put a bomb in that abandoned backpack to make a statement against the United States and that I was toast.

To keep it real, i’m black enough. (I like my skin color just the way it is!) And I don’t need to get any blacker because of a bomb.

-I feared that my timing was bad and that I was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

I really was scared that I was gonna’ go kablooey!

Again, I got really pissed at myself for being so ridiculous and acting so paranoid.

Again, I really don’t know what gets into me sometimes.

However, even through this emotional rollercoaster part of me was really proud of myself.

It’s little reminders like this that make me realize that I am not invisible.

I can be hurt just like anybody else.

We live in a very violent world.

And no matter how careful you are at times when it’s your time to go to heaven or hell, it’s your time to go!

Part of me really wants to believe that things like getting blown up only happen to other people, not me, but in reality it could happen to anybody including a 38 year old black female who lives in boring Portsmouth New Hampshire where nothing bad is supposed to happen.

I’ll tell ya’ since 9/11 I will never look at a backpack the same way again!

And that’s a shame!

P.S. I’ll also never look at washed-up actress Sharon Stone the same way again after her stupid and insensitive remarks about the earthquake in China.

Hey Sharon, shame on you!

Hey China! May the Summer Olympics in Beijing be the best ever!

You guys totally rock and will rebuild and be stronger than ever!

No earthquake is gonna’ take China down!