Hmmm... I haven't written much, because I've been thinking in fragments... there's nothing cohesive about my thoughts, other than the fact that they originate in my mind.  Here's some nikkole....

I think, sometimes, that Asian people are black.... especially Pacific Islander Asian folk.  I saw this mother and son duo on the train - He had on his herring bone chain and his Air Force Ones (that's a gold chain and jazzy sneakers, mom).  He had a close fade and a toothpick in the corner of his mouth, positioned just so that it could appear functional without interrupting clear communication.  His mom had her hair close cropped, and her suit on, navy blue with coordinating accessories, and big flashy gold rings.  There was one seat left on the car and he secured it for his mama.  She beckoned him closer to straighten his collar.  They talked about the upcoming events of their day, and upon being asked if she wanted to walk to their destination, she looked up at him, and I swear I saw my mother, aunt, grandmother, cousin and sister take over her eyes and brows with an emphatic, "What I look like, walkin?"  "You done lost yo' mind if you think..."  Then she said, "I don't want to get my hair wet," and she pat the back of her head, coaxing the closely cut, perfectly placed strands done onto the back of her head and neck... and I fell out inside.