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Buckersniff

Name: Buckersniff
Metro: Dallas
Gender: Male

Interests: The present, past, and future. How two souls can leave lasting impressions upon each other unwittingly. The ever elusive truth...
Expertise: Diving in head first, acknowledging both sides of the argument, acting.
Occupation: Unemployed/Between Jobs
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Member Since: 12/9/2002

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Tuesday, February 09, 2010

Because I felt like sharing something from the past...

"I'm very glad I met you,

Even though things didn't run out the way I'd hoped,

but they rarely do when dealing with this matter.

I'll never forget you,

Even though I'm sure I'm fading from your memories with each weekend passed,

bottles turned upside down,

euphoria burned from the inside out.

I' don't mean to irritate you,

cause I know I must call you too much

(even though you rarely call back or pick up,

what can I say? I do it to others still).

I can't bring myself to hate you,

even though I know you're using me I really don't mind,

maybe I'm using you a little too."

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Tuesday, January 19, 2010

A Wandering Soul

I was reminded why i continue to live today, after striking up a conversation with a guy names James in a barber shop. Undoing the tangled mess that had once been dreadlocks, all the while keeping a mellow and optimistic demeanor. He told me about his life as a wanderer, which adds up to walking and/or hitchhiking all over America and doing whatever appeals to him at any given moment. I told him about my life as a Marine, which adds up to being carted all over America doing whatever I'm told to do at any given moment. Talking to him reminded me of wanting to live that life. Throwing away all my technology, choosing a direction and just walking, but, to be honest, I was afraid, so i joined the military instead...
I told him how he was living my dream and asked for a few tips. Before he left I wished him luck and hoped that he'd meet more genuinely amazing people (apparently they still exist out there, though few and far between), he made the comment:
"Well, atleast you'll be financially secure after you get out. That's if you don't get shot..."
We both laughed.
Don't get me wrong, I enjoy what i'm doing (at the moment) and the financial security it'll provide is appealing...
But this contract can't end soon enough...

P.S.
He too was a fan of the Pixies... How cool can you get?

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