After dismounting the plane from Port-au-Prince, Haiti to
Newark, New Jersey:
I’m standing in line to go to the immigration desk I see a
lady directing people to their corresponding line. My first thought: “She looks like a clown”,
with her heavy eye makeup and 5-tones-too-dark lipstick. As I looked at her I
saw that she had both fake eyelashes and fake hair. This is America? No. America
can’t be summed up in one artificial woman.
Fast forward a few more hours. I’m sitting at the toilet. My
arm reaches for the toilet paper; I grab a hold of it, “Gosh! I’m about to wipe
with a blanket!” The toilet paper was so thick, full and plush I didn’t know
what to do. I rerolled it and ripped off two dainty squares, one. by. one.
Looks like I’ve come to a land where we have more than
enough…and maybe, sometimes, too much; too much makeup, too much synthetic
stuff and even too much toilet paper.
So true! I see this so much more now. We live in a land of P-L-E-N-T-Y
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