Thatās an outstanding post. You are a great wordsmith. A great ability to describe a situation
Wow.
its so well written. a few of the lads with their so called perfect marriages will be squirming at that post, it will hit a few nerves.
Seems very clingy and desperate. It makes sense why she hates him.
Itās like some of sidās literary efforts, only good
āSo wise so young, they say, never do live longā¦ā
You would have loved Idiot of the Month.
Was she tasty?
Reading this post again reminded me of something on Sunday. A bit of symmetry with another human. I was running a race in Spain and hit a bad spot, there was a cheering point 2 miles from the finish and this lady of around 30 with a green wig on who was leading the crowd cheering with a megaphone, whatever way she looked at me, we caught each others eye. She was a bit haggard looking, but yet strangely attractive to me. It was instant, she understood, what I was going through and came over to me, she placed her hand on me and rubbed the small of my back, like a mother, and ran along side me for around 30 metres. There was a look of compassion, but also, a look that said, ātassotti, you got this, you have come too far, finish the jobā no words were spoken, they didnāt need to be, it was spiritual, it was primeval, it was magic. A very private moment between 2 complete strangers. Was it compassion, was it love? who knows? God bless that lady wherever you are
thats a lovely heartwrenching tale, and very well told too.
It certainly wasnāt love on her part anyway. She couldnāt move you on quick enough by the sounds of it.
Oxymoron
Fair play running the race mate with all the drinking and the drugs.
Did she rob your phone?
I found myself running alongside you there while I was reading that, unreal stuff
You were that haggard thirty year old in the green wig?
Iām under awful stress lads.
Self inflicted?