Well, on the outside, it looks like I’ve done jack shit. And really, I guess that is one way to look at it. I may spend more time at home than the average person, and sometimes I don’t even mean to. I sort of go through phases depending on how I feel…
In my sad moments, I sometime ponder the idea of therapists. After getting over the spelling of the-rapists, I find that there is so much about therapy that just doesn’t add up (besides, well, the nice bill you get at the end).
Here is “Lance”…
Hello , I hope that this message finds you doing well and hopefully enjoying your retirement. I have been away for some time now but I was really happy and excited to see that you have found other endeavors to pursue. I know that when I last…
I’m suddenly finding myself curious about last words/conversations that have been written to me. No, not morbid words before a death. I mean, the end of the dating road.
We will call this guy “William.” Here are his last words:
I’ve felt very open about what is on the web, what I look at, and why I’m looking at it. Well, for starters, it’s there. If it weren’t meant to be seen, it would be hidden, right?