Distant things of the past; childhood. I have been trying to figure out who I was when the ages where young, less than nineteen. I slowly seem to be coming around to understanding my sisters. I am on the verge of tears thinking of it now. No one will be able to be close to me until I can at least get close to my family. Tomorrow is my mother’s birthday and we celebrated it tonight.
Today I realized that something is missing but later decided that it was nothing at all. I cannot change who I am, can I?
Women; Harem4 has written me a letter today saying she had serious feelings for me. I will be honest with her tomorrow. I think Harem10, two doors down, is timing her trips to the mailbox to coincide with mine but I am doing the same. She may just need to get out at that time. “Vanity, all is vanity.” I am trying or hoping the time will present itself and I can ask her out. Then there is Harem9 who I would really like to start dating. She is the one I want, how uncanny that she is the one that does not want much to do with me. Imagine that, if you look closely, you can see a pattern emerging. Harem2 though is like no other female that I have ever meets, she is smart, striking, very attractive and has one of the best butts that I have ever seen, she laughs at my jokes and has a good head on her shoulders. She has just gotten out of a two-year relationship, about ten months now. “Safe” was the word I told Harem3. I would like to think I am trying to some degree.
Work is work, eight to ten-hour days and much less on Friday.
“To all races there comes a time that you have yet to face, one day our minds became so powerful that we dared to think of ourselves as God”.