Dr. Boring isn’t his real name. He’s not descended from miners or anything.
And I tell him I don’t hate people, I just can’t relate to them. I can’t talk to them unless I’m writing.
You know those people who can’t talk, for whatever reason, and they scribble out notes and hand them to people? Yeah, that seems perfect to me.
Dr. Boring says I’m anti-social.
Why? Because I can’t relate to people and prefer to be alone? What a crock.
Haha, but maybe he’s right. But maybe that’s ok. I have never really had great experiences with real live people. I have had my women and money stolen by real live people on several occasions. If you allow yourself to become vulnerable, you automatically get hurt. Every time.
I mentioned in an earlier post how science was repeatable.
People at a distance. Especially female ones. I am the reason prostitution was invented. I want sexual contact, but not a woman around all the time to steal my heart and then break it..
Dr. Boring shakes his head sadly and ups my prescription.
Hey, at least I’m gettin’ fucked up….
Published on February 08, 2016 04:49