MFCCs...couples' counseling.....just the sound gives me the creeps...some chick once suggested that her boyfriend took
I had a girlfriend once (really, it happened!!) and after a few years she started looking like my aunt..having sex with my aunt was not exactly a psychic fantasy of mine.... so there was no way I could carry on except to try to sabotage the relationship to secure the desired ends: no relationship or a friendship at best! Now, it wasn't completely a conscious effort, but it seems like I was on a course because I couldn't simply walk away at the time...relationships are complicated things and when you add feelings and stuff to them, well, it makes things muddy...so this gal, who was and is a great chick by the way, suggests we go to a MFCC counselor to work things out..I started looking for ways out but agreed to go to at least once..back then I wasn't quite as evolved as I am today, so being with me I realize was quite a chore as I was quite a boorish bore..but so what, you lie down with dogs you wake up with fleas...anyway, we went to the therapy session with an MFCC who was insane insane and psycho...she asked me the dumbest questions and looked at me like she wanted to kill me...and I was looking at her boobs...all is fair in love and war...anyway this girl found another guy, I cried..but were they tears of pain or tears of joy??
it happened that after all the years (3) of togetherness, apartness was the next logical step for me and my ex-poopywoopy...so hang on if you must, but remember this: parting is such sweet sorrow....
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