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Conversation between me and some dude while I was standing in line at The Gap buying my mom a skirt (don’t worry, I’m not spoiling the surprise, she already has it): “Haven’t I seen you someplace else before?” “Ahhhh, yes … you have. That’s why I don’t go there anymore.” Editor’s Note: This is not…

Not really anxiety … I wouldn’t call it that. Not really angst about creating anger or irritation … no, I wouldn’t call it that. More like … “Here I am, naked and exposed, let’s see if I can find a few more flaws about myself to reveal“. Yeah, that’s what I’d call it. 🙂

I don’t sleep in my bedroom … My bedroom’s purpose is this … storage. That’s it … that’s all. It’s a place where I store my clothes … and do my ironing. 🙂 (Yeah, be real, of course I have a television in my bedroom … I’m single, and I have seven televisions my house…

Guy at the bar who overheard me commenting to no one in particular about the dude pushing the ball down the court in the basketball game on the tube. “Dolt, he should of fed. Totally manned. And he had numbers on the left. What the … ” “Geezuz, where did you learn so much about…

A one-way conversation. Though since it’s ‘one-way’, I’m not really sure it’s a conversation. “Hey, I heard about your cancer.” “You know, maybe it was some of the activities that you chose to do that caused it … you do drink tap water, and you’ve smoked a few cigars in your life.” “Hmmm, if you…

I’m finding myself thirsting for solitude. I really don’t know for sure why the thirst. Though I’m guessing it’s sort of my mind telling me it needs some dedicated processor time. And it certainly has been actively working. I’ve been processing in my mind all of the things going on in my life … Having…