Sounds like your past walks with you.
MY REPLY WAS SHORT..
Well, that’s something to suck on. I do like history… the buff 
TO WHICH HE REPLIED…
The tricky thing with personal history is the question
of whether it’s nostalgia, sentimentality,
or something more important.
Having said that and exercising my condescending muscle,
I’m always thinking about my history.
One difference is that mine doesn’t demand my attention,
as it seems you’re suggesting yours does.
Mine is a dear friend who’s always there for me,
but understands when I go elsewhere.
STILL THE LADY, THOUGH TRIED BY PATIENCE…
Well, good sir,
The only angst I see is your own judgement and perception.
I am quite well. Thank you for your concern and foreboding.
Clearly, your history is a more favorable ponder.
Enjoy your own thoughts, and do forgive me mine.
Take Care.
AND HE BOWED TO MY CURTSEY
OUT OF PLACE..
Mea culpa.
He says, rubbing his ego’s jaw.
Then, he says to his ego, “Who invited you, anyway?”
I don’t write as well as you. I write, and look at what I wrote, and say,
“Hm…not quite.” But you have to start somewhere.
Looking over my last line, it looks whiney and woeismeish.
What I should say is, “Good point.
I should learn when to shut the f*ck up.”
NOT MUCH MORE NEEDED TO BE SAID
AFTER THAT.. UNTIL HE WROTE TODAY,
NEARLY ONE MONTH LATER.
Well, last time we spoke I think I put myself in the “ignore” category,
and now I’m ignoring your interests and asking questions,
but I can’t figure something out. So I’m going to ask a question,
and it’s a personal one, and you will probably find a witty way
to put me in my place. But it’s in my mind,
and I’d rather just ask it than carry it around with me.
Then it’ll be done and I can move on.
“Your life seems like a continual manic episode.
Am I completely wrong about this?”
Well, maybe it’s your writing style. Maybe my pace is
w
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o
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l
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Either way, hope all’s well.
LD
Kindest Sir,
What a splendid day it is that you were kind enough to write, so randomly,
fearing my interest. It is lovely that you’ve thought of me at all,
and even better that you’ve read. I can’t say that I have had
a single thought about you until just now, and believe me sir I have plenty.
Please take care to be quick. I see no kindness in coddling.
I fear you may have a fetish for the whip,
as you keep coming back for more. The only thing
I really want to tease you about is your initial. LD…
My Poor Man Has A
LD
Insert Sad face here.
Try calling yourself Brad instead.
BD
BD is SO MUCH BETTER THAN ld.
I crack myself the f*ck up.
Seriously.
Snot comes out my nose.
As to my mania. I understand you are tired good sir.
It is rude for me to run circles around you
but it is beyond my years to skip.
Cardio
and
Sweat
Keep
Up
