pretty girl asked why arent you writing every day

and i said i will do anything you want

she said marry me then

i said i will write every day i mean

today i read on the instagram that someone was leaving where i used to work

and he was a good guy. we had some flare ups which is bound to happen

but after each one i went to him and shook his hand and apologized

because when youre 2x as old as someone and you get into it with them

and youre xbi

and theyre just a nice sweet young man you should lead by example

which sometimes means have excellent ideas

but sometimes it means knowing how to take the L

and being cool about it.

because we forget but we are all role models for each other

he is for me and i am for him.

we learn from mimicking and when the day is done after 8 hours a day for years

do i want people to learn the wrong things from me or the right things

the thing i want them to learn is honestly communicate and trust that it will be ok

so if i rip you to shreds using my superpowers, how are you gonna trust to be honest ever again?

anyways he was a good hard worker with lots of skills and he loves love loves movies

which you think everyone does over there, but hes a gd cinefile,

i know a few others who are like that and six seven months ago i tagged them all in an instagram

and i said you three should all know each other.

you should all be friends.

which might be sweet on paper but irl it might be awkward.

i learned some other things too and then picked the pretty girl up

and we saw this guy at the store, the west hollywood grocery store

and he had no shirt on and he was nothing but muscles but not in a gross way

like an aquaman way minus any tattoos and he had shorts on and amber said

oh hes a go go dancer across the street and she couldnt stop staring

and she finally apologized and then apologized again

and just now she made me a grilled cheese plus ham

as van morrisson sings thru the amazon echo

in america