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Hiking Trails

Today I am thankful for hiking trails: Other people can use them.
 
 
Today was crazy. 
 
It really was. 
 
***
 
 
I need another controlling man like I need a hole in my head. 
 
Steve is gone. 
 
He got weird and upset that I'm distancing myself from him. 
 
I dunno. 
 
Between the $28,000 my ex offered me to run off with Steve
 
-and-
 
Steve hanging out and defending sex offenders,
 
I don't feel like I have a choice. 
 
That $28,000 was probably some kind of delusional contract to stalking.  I mean, if my ex gives me the money, he justifies tormenting me.  I'll just wait until the judge tells me what to do (if he doesn't throw out the divorce due to the lack of an agreement). 
 
That's enough of a reason all of its own to distance myself from Steve (or anyone else) until the next court deadline (August 26th). 
 
I hate man tantrums. 
 
Steve threw one. 
 
I'm tired. 
 
He's gone. 
 
At least Steve is safe and sound.   
 
Happy trails.
 
That's okay.....my ex doesn't like feeling like a third wheel anyway. 
 
Until I can figure out the stalking bull, it's not safe for me to see anyone (except family) socially. 
 
***
 
 
Why do narcissistic men wear their weddings rings during divorce? 
 
My ex wore one today. 
 
This is weird. 
 
Why? 
 
I'm just curious. 
 
 
***
 
 
I knew it was going to be a surreal day. 
 
 
I bought an eclair this morning. 
 
 
I sat in the car with the twelve year old daughter.  I bought her and I each an eclair. 
 
She wanted to eat them in the car. 
 
I thought it would be good for my diet to simply eat the white stuffing out of it with my finger, while avoiding the bread. 
 
So, I dipped my finger inside and licked off the cream filling.
 
A older gentleman was parked in front my car.  He had a blue sports car, the came color as my van.  As he reached his door to open it, he looked at me and stopped dead in his tracks.  That man literally got into his car and starred at me until I hid my face with a receipt that I pretended to read for what felt like an eternity. 
 
I put the receipt down when he finally drove off. 
 
I'm swearing off eclairs. 
 
If you ever want to know what it feels like to be Aphrodite, 
 
suck a rounded lollipop,
 
eat a banana,
 
or lick the white cream filling out of an eclair. 
 
Men will stare. 
 
It's bizarre. 
 
Love ya,
 
S. 
 

 
 
 
 


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