Detective Steve
365 Days - Day 313/ Mind Control
I saw the following ad on FaceBook:
Get Your Ex Back
I know right, it sucks seeing your ex with someone else. Constantly looking at their profile? Get them back with mind control!
What an innovative approach to relationships. In any case, after hours and hours of practice all I got was a headache, the compulsion to use Hurley's cursed numbers from Lost and a lot of people saying, "These aren't the 'droids we're looking for. Move along."
Tried to use it to get out of a speeding ticket, but all I got for my trouble was a field sobriety test.
I am forced to conclude that the woman I was thinking of is impervious to mind control. The villainous minx!
On reflection though, when I think about it, it's not really her that I want back. It is a feeling more than anything. A feeling of two well oiled gears meshing, cogs in the machinery of life. A creative synergy that had us finishing what the other started. A feeling of being accepted and wanted despite my flaws. A feeling of having shared visions of adventure, future and the taste of gin under the stars. A feeling of hope.
In those three short months I ceased to doubt myself. THAT is what I want back more than anything else.
365 Days - Day 313/ Mind Control
I saw the following ad on FaceBook:
Get Your Ex Back
I know right, it sucks seeing your ex with someone else. Constantly looking at their profile? Get them back with mind control!
What an innovative approach to relationships. In any case, after hours and hours of practice all I got was a headache, the compulsion to use Hurley's cursed numbers from Lost and a lot of people saying, "These aren't the 'droids we're looking for. Move along."
Tried to use it to get out of a speeding ticket, but all I got for my trouble was a field sobriety test.
I am forced to conclude that the woman I was thinking of is impervious to mind control. The villainous minx!
On reflection though, when I think about it, it's not really her that I want back. It is a feeling more than anything. A feeling of two well oiled gears meshing, cogs in the machinery of life. A creative synergy that had us finishing what the other started. A feeling of being accepted and wanted despite my flaws. A feeling of having shared visions of adventure, future and the taste of gin under the stars. A feeling of hope.
In those three short months I ceased to doubt myself. THAT is what I want back more than anything else.