I can't do this by myself anymore.
I need to sleep, and play more. The problem is finding the right person. One that works hard, takes direction, and is either non observant, or very discreet.
Also something the truck driver would have no interest in. I would be insulted.
But, the truth is and always has been he has others.
I need an other. Something more , before I forget what that even is.
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