a new approach for the thousandth time no more mister nice guy i tell myself with confidence and then my love of people washes over the emotions and my goofy self returns like an old familiar friend
a bus ticket is cheap a train ticket probably more a flight can cost a heap but at the end of the ride the ticket "home" is free either going down or up-side
unloved and ridiculed you must have a huge store of hate arrows in your quiver, aim them at me if it will ease your load, and we can hope you run out of ammo