Awww, I love you too Eric. And why may I ask do you resent me? I was just glad to hear that you made it back to your apartment safe and not axe-murdered. (BTW, you didn't miss all that much. I mean, it was cool, but eh.) I'll hopefully see you around Yule time, I shall not smack you in the face with the Christian dominated time of the year, and we can chill with some movies.
Peace bro and I'm glad I got to hang out with you.
you know this fear that you speak of.....curiously I've never had it much. I mean, when I was younger - there were the requisite monsters under the bed and such....and I have gotten the creepy chills from a wind in the dark before - but not too often. I usually get rid of those chills with a lesser banishing pentagram....LOL, silly I know - but it works for my head.
Maybe its the lack of growing up in the city....I don't find comfort and refuge in the city at night. Put me in the woods on a deer trail at night with no flashlight - I've got no problem wandering around and going where I want to go...but put me walking on Arsenal street at 2am, and I'd freak....call me wierd I guess...lol!
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and my friend is not there;
but then, neither is the axe murderer,
and that is something to be thankful for.
That's a good line. Nice, yet faintly disturbing. Like all good poetry should be. ^_^
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Peace bro and I'm glad I got to hang out with you.
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Maybe its the lack of growing up in the city....I don't find comfort and refuge in the city at night. Put me in the woods on a deer trail at night with no flashlight - I've got no problem wandering around and going where I want to go...but put me walking on Arsenal street at 2am, and I'd freak....call me wierd I guess...lol!
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