That Moment/Blog


That moment when your short lashes are batting,

your smile… smiling

your lips popping,

your face FLAWLESS,

the elevator door opens…..

and the first face you see is………….




The man in the elevator………………Crees Blog Entry


I went to CVS get some cold medicine. As I was walking from the parking lot this guy was behind me. I didn’t turn around because it was cold and I was trying to get in the building. As we walked in together, I never looked back at him, I got on the elevator with him and another guy as I went in first I asked them their floor and pushed the buttons. At some point in the elevator I felt him trying to look at me. I was looking and feeling a hot mess. I had no intentions of given any one any eye contact. I had on my night gown, 2 shirts, a coat and a sweater under it. I had on 2 head scarfs, a hat and my hood from my coat. I didn’t want to make eye contact with anyone. I wasn’t feeling well and I just wanted to get back in the apartment to lay down.

I knew he was trying so hard to see my face, and I wouldn’t let him. LOL I took my keys out of my coat pocket preparing for the elevator to open. That’s when he saw my hands. He said “Ooo that’s a nice polish, what color is it”? LOL LOL I gave him what he wanted… to look into my eyes. I FINALLY looked up at him and said “its kinda orange.” He was so happy. I smiled at him. He smiled back. I know he hated it was time for me to get off…..and that another person was watching it all. When the door opened, I turned around and looked at him one last time before it closed.


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