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Random and bold thoughts . . .  

grim3399 62M
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10/7/2007 9:56 pm
Random and bold thoughts . . .


Several years ago I was involved in a high speed car accident . . . and I walked away with few injuries

This year I became very sick, and nearly died twice, firstly minutes after the ambulance arrived, and secondly on the operating table a couple of months later . . . the doctors were saying that I was not going to survive this illness . . . 8 months later I am feeling better . . .

So if I have this great urge to be alive, where is the fabulous life to be living for?

I have been on Affairlook for many years, and in that time I met the most wonderful woman online, corresponded with her for almost two amazing years, then she was being given dangerous assignments with her work, and in the middle of a series of letters, she suddenly went silent . . . that was two years ago . . .

A little over a year and a half ago I found another amazing woman, devoted a year of my life to her before she left me saying I wasn't ready to commit . . . I'm still confused . . .

So here I sit, on Thanksgiving day ( Canada ), alone, not invited to any friends house like normal, family all lives far out of town . . .

My birthday is coming up on the end of this month . . . I suspect it will be like always, spent at home alone . . .

Since my illness I can't drink alcohol - it will kill me - . . . I have a severely restricted diet, most foods put me in serious longterm pain . . . thankfully I can still drink coffee

So what did I decide to live for?

I continually spin between severe bouts of deep depression and ecstatic elation . . . in my depressed moods I listen to women singing about love, the heaviest acid metal angst ridden bands, and weep . . . in my elated moods, I leave my house . . .

So I wonder why no woman wants to spend their life with me? Go figure . . . at least I can smile . . .

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