Trust
New Orleans, 2009
I have an address for the crayfish boil
But with my gps in my car, I am lost
I walk into the luxury stationary shop
With its $150 notebooks and thick paper
“Can you direct me to…” I ask the shop owner
She’s not sure where the street is located
She pulls out a map of the quarter
We don’t see the street
“Can you then watch the shop?
I’ll run across the street and upstairs. I can mapquest it.”
No way. Really?
Again this intense trust that is thrown my way
always throws me
I want to be so trusting.
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