Tuesday, December 26, 2023

- December 26, 2023

I sit at my desk, alone, most of the day. I listen to music or watch videos throughout the day but I often sit in silence.

I need to go through everything I own and organize it so that I can figure out what I have and what I could get rid of...

I believe there is more to life than one book. I believe that a building is just a building. I believe life is more than a waiting period for an afterlife to begin.

Penis. Cock. Dick.

They come in many sizes and shapes.

They taste differently.

They feel differently.

I find some to be attractive and pleasing to look at while I find others to be gross and something to avoid looking at.

I think I would need to see his cock before someone being my boyfriend. It's a multiple-level application process.

I don't want to be with the wrong person.

Tree fell.

Ocean swell.

Random shell.

Gambler's tell.

Show and tell.

I followed the sun crossing the sky until past the hills it sank and the moon rose from above the water.

Clouds danced across a blue stage as the fields of green flowed in breeze beneath.

City by the sea. I found myself in a dream about a tree. I found myself alone again.

As the story begins to end I found myself on a bus again.

Heading away from the place I came to know as home for a place of no rest or hope for me.

I plan to go to a few places tomorrow. I have several places that I need to go to before the end of the month.

I am adjusting my daily schedule. I hope to figure out a balance. I want to be productive. I need to be productive. There are things I want to do during the week.

I do not know what I will do today.

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