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and sometimes There just isn't much to say. There may be a herd of thoughts running from one side of the horizon in my head to the other, but until they are all in one place, that herd of thoughts prevents me from making sense of let alone sharing them with you. Sound familiar? Yep, that trouble with the middle of the night. All the thoughts are out stampeding, and leaving me eatin' a bite or two of trail dust. So to pick off a couple before they are out of sight. . . seeing and being seen. Recognition is a problem in life for me. Even as a , I have never really been able to blend in. Overshadowed by others, sure, but not been able to blend in. Seeing others with an open eye. Seeing what they do, how they treat others, and most important, past behavior and how they keep on doing what they keep on doing. This in specific is not about me or my life, or even the lady in my life, but some others I know. Give this one a grain of salt though, as most times I only hear half of the story, and it is not the side told by the lady. Or when it has been, it often times sounds exactly like what the guys are saying. That is to say there is a trail of hurt and discontent, or dissatisfaction, but a fear of finding other possibly better things, people, places, or situations. With the little experience I have, what I see is repetitive. that is to say people keep going back doing the same thing, expecting a different result. Or one thing changes, and it smooths out the wrinkles for a short while, but sooner or later, things always come back to the same path. I am starting to write it off to folks just growing up and learning, but I wonder why it takes so darned long. and before you have to tell me, yes, everyone has to learn some how. I just wish I could figure out how to in the words of Will Rogers make them understand they don't have to pee on the electric fence to know it is gonna be a bad time. So what in the wild wild west does this have to do with a blog on a sex site? Well, Life is sexually transmitted So I guess I should say play safe out there, and have fun playing. |
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