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A/N: lol, sorry Review Guy... I didn't know that hyphens and quotation marks wouldn't register on
ff.net. :-p "Coming to grips I will..." I can just see the little green gremlin saying that...
He was alone. But he didn't mind at all. Nope. Not a bit. Because he was on his own! He wasn't alone
just because there was no one else in the room, but because he was living his own life. And that
made all the difference. Yup! He was really alone this time! He was alone because he didn't need
anyone! He was... alone. That damn word just kept coming back... Damn it! He ought to be enjoying
himself! He was a bachelor in the prime of his youth! Where was the beer? Where were the parties?
Where were the beer-drinking, party-going bachelorettes, for crying out loud?! Well, not that he
particularly wanted any of that. Truth is, if there was a party, he'd make up an excuse to stay
home. But that was it, wasn't it? He had to have the choice... This way, he just felt left out.
Life used to be so simple. He turned that sentence over in his head. No, that's not right... Life
was still simple... But now it was just so damn boring. He was sitting alone in a dimly lit kitchen
looking at his completed paperwork. All his friends... Well, the people who used to be his friends,
before they stopped bothering with him... were probably out for a night on the town, drinking
gambling and fornicating, probably all at once. Heh. He put that one down to paper. If he ever got
arounnd to writing that book, this would be a good start. Sweet meadows of Summerland, he was bored.
He looked out the window. Cars rolled by, street signs flashed, people passed before him, all
acutely unaware of his presence.Once upon a time, life had been sweet. then he left. And when he
left his home, he made the mistake of leaving his lifestyle. He was such an idiot! Why on earth did
he do that?! Alot of his old pals lived within a couple blocks of him now, and he hadn't spoken to
a single one in over six months! He hardly ever called home! And... God, he was supposed to be
sending Sue letters, wasn't he? Once a month, both ways, he'd said, until she got back from Korea.
He still couldn't quite work out why she'd want to go there... Damn it all! What does it matter?! He
was living just fine! He didn't need friends! He didn't need love, or whatever that damn feeling
was! He certainly didn't need his family! That's it! Enough of this! SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUP!!!!
Calvin suddenly got a hold of himself. He was pretty sure he was ranting to himself, as he'd just
used a few more quotation marks than any sane man ought to. Oh, well, that really was quite enough
emotional baggage for one night. He settled himself in bed and picked up Skinner's Walden Two. Ah,
now, this was a world he could live in... This was a world he could really come to grips with
himself.
For if I ever saw you
I didn't catch your name
But it never really mattered
I will always feel the same.
-Paul McCartney
A/N: lol, sorry Review Guy... I didn't know that hyphens and quotation marks wouldn't register on
ff.net. :-p "Coming to grips I will..." I can just see the little green gremlin saying that...
He was alone. But he didn't mind at all. Nope. Not a bit. Because he was on his own! He wasn't alone
just because there was no one else in the room, but because he was living his own life. And that
made all the difference. Yup! He was really alone this time! He was alone because he didn't need
anyone! He was... alone. That damn word just kept coming back... Damn it! He ought to be enjoying
himself! He was a bachelor in the prime of his youth! Where was the beer? Where were the parties?
Where were the beer-drinking, party-going bachelorettes, for crying out loud?! Well, not that he
particularly wanted any of that. Truth is, if there was a party, he'd make up an excuse to stay
home. But that was it, wasn't it? He had to have the choice... This way, he just felt left out.
Life used to be so simple. He turned that sentence over in his head. No, that's not right... Life
was still simple... But now it was just so damn boring. He was sitting alone in a dimly lit kitchen
looking at his completed paperwork. All his friends... Well, the people who used to be his friends,
before they stopped bothering with him... were probably out for a night on the town, drinking
gambling and fornicating, probably all at once. Heh. He put that one down to paper. If he ever got
arounnd to writing that book, this would be a good start. Sweet meadows of Summerland, he was bored.
He looked out the window. Cars rolled by, street signs flashed, people passed before him, all
acutely unaware of his presence.Once upon a time, life had been sweet. then he left. And when he
left his home, he made the mistake of leaving his lifestyle. He was such an idiot! Why on earth did
he do that?! Alot of his old pals lived within a couple blocks of him now, and he hadn't spoken to
a single one in over six months! He hardly ever called home! And... God, he was supposed to be
sending Sue letters, wasn't he? Once a month, both ways, he'd said, until she got back from Korea.
He still couldn't quite work out why she'd want to go there... Damn it all! What does it matter?! He
was living just fine! He didn't need friends! He didn't need love, or whatever that damn feeling
was! He certainly didn't need his family! That's it! Enough of this! SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUP!!!!
Calvin suddenly got a hold of himself. He was pretty sure he was ranting to himself, as he'd just
used a few more quotation marks than any sane man ought to. Oh, well, that really was quite enough
emotional baggage for one night. He settled himself in bed and picked up Skinner's Walden Two. Ah,
now, this was a world he could live in... This was a world he could really come to grips with
himself.
For if I ever saw you
I didn't catch your name
But it never really mattered
I will always feel the same.
-Paul McCartney