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tough guy poetry and manly stories of loneliness
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July 6, 2008

all alone

I asked this guy if he was married and he said, “I don’t have a wood chipper yet,” and that was the end of the conversation for me. Some other guys were talking about getting internet roommates to help with rent because they wouldn’t take up much space. None of us could figure out exactly how it would work. It all points to people not liking other people. I fantasize about not leaving my house for a whole week. I would paint the walls, read books, look out the window at the setting sun turning the western fronts of buildings pink and then everything turning to dusk, I’d go through my shoes and make the tough decision to donate a few pairs, I’d lay on my bed and take a nap and later I’d wake up and be amazed at my own dreams. I wouldn’t mind seeing a whole lot less people.

1 Comment

  1. ditto.

    Comment by molly — July 13, 2008 @ 9:32 pm

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