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“What the hell does she do with the ten bucks an hour I pay her? Wipe her ass with it?”
This is always awkward, having to clean up after sex.
I think about how sometimes, no matter how convinced you are that your life will turn out a certain way, all that certainty can be washed away with a simple change in tide.
Imagine all the people you meet in your life. There are so many. They come in like waves, trickling in and out with the tide. Some waves are much bigger and make more of an impact than others. Sometimes the waves bring with them things from deep in the bottom of the sea and they leave those things tossed onto the shore. Imprints against the grains of sand that prove the waves had once been there, long after the tide recedes.
Maybe love isn’t something that comes full circle. It just ebbs and flows, in and out, just like the people in our lives.
‘There is no such thing as bad people. We’re all just people who sometimes do bad things.’ ”

