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    Thoughts of Starks Pt. 1

    It’s late, and my stream of consciousness always comes out right before I go to bed. Thoughts always swirl, and I figured I’d have Åsomewhere to put them. So maybe I’ll keep this up?

    A poem by Pablo Neruda “Ritual Of My Legs” explains my feelings best. If you don’t know who he is look him up. A great poet. In this poem he talks about the vast emptiness he feels from not having someone by his side at night. In order to ease his mind he talks about imagining his legs as being part of someone else’s body.

    Now I don’t know if he meant it in the literal sense, but he goes into further detail about it. I guess because his legs have a feminine look to them. Anyways that’s besides the point. I want to know what my “legs” are going to be? Right now I guess this Arnold Palmer I brought on monday to randomly surprise myself like I did today will do. (It’s 2 for 1$ week at Walgreens I had to!)

    In all seriousness I’d love to be in a relationship, but I know for a fact it’s a double edged sword. Seeing what my friends go through makes me 100 percent sure it’s something I don’t want. This elder man came into the store I work at with his wife as I rang them up, the wife blamed him for something, as she walks away he whispered to me it’s always my fault. LMAO! Then he told me don’t get married! While she wasn’t looking of course. Then he gave me wholesome advice. If you do, wait till your 37 like I did, but do a whole bunch of crazy stuff before it. Sounds like a plan to me.

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