I had 2 interesting experiences tonight, all within 10 minutes of eachother.

After finishing my ‘set’, I sat down with my friend Brad and had a few whiskeys – whilst there, his girlfriend showed up and I sat next to them while they did what happy couples do, drank and touched in only the way that people who know eachother, as well as their faults, can do. That’s what I miss, someone who will still lean on my shoulder knowing all the bad sides of me. It’s not the mind-blowing sex, not the baths, not the Sunday’s in with Otis Redding and ingredients to some Southern comfort food, it’s, as I blogged about half-a-year ago, that ‘look of love’, patience, understanding, pure and unbridled acceptance.

Then, my friend Elise came and sat on the other side. We talked about love and how hard this town is on relationships, and through simply bullshitting, we both came to the realization of why it’s so difficult here is that most show up looking for independence, and even though they might enter a relationship, always have the ‘he’s leaving at some point and so am I’ mentality in the back of their mind. So we really don’t want a relationship meaning we look for it in small amounts from large groups of people – which is also dangerous.

Shanghai’s a parody and only those wise enough escape without becoming one them self.

Maybe I listen to too much Motown. Maybe I’m lonely. Maybe, I’m okay with both of those.

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