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The juxtaposed life of a single man is to some people a quirky and otherwise strange existence. For instance: Last night I was so glad to have my couch and chair back I decided to use them. I ate a 90 cent box of mac and cheese right out of the pot I cooked them in while enjoying a very expensive glass of import Cab. I sat alone and watched “Wanted” and afterwards wrote about things from my heart…. If opposites attract, maybe they also already exist in us all.
I started to make sense of the lab and have some really nice ideas that I am looking forward to working on. Bed time came all too quick. It was very quiet last night. Not a sound.
I dont have to be alone. Not at all. In fact, I could have easily shared with someone. But, I choose to be alone tonight. I wont fill the voids with someone just to do so. I hold out for something more.
Happy Valentines Day to you all.
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