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BLIND DATES AND ALL

How do blind dates work? I have been single for a minute and my friends have set me up countless times with people I do not know. I have gone on every date my friends set up for me and have not had good experiences with them. I remember the one my sister tried to set me up with, “he is a good guy, cool and generous. He just needs a companion. Do this, sis.” I thought it was worth the shot so we got talking, the man and I, but I got bored. Aidee is a dreamer, a playful dreamer. I hate mechanical conversations. I swear I  play too much but I am also a serious person. Fancy meeting a guy and talking about stuff like ‘so what do you do for a living?’.

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Posted by on June 4, 2017 in RANDOM THOUGHTS

 

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A BOY WILL DREAM AGAIN TONIGHT

A BOY WILL DREAM AGAIN TONIGHT

​A boy will dream again tonight, of his many cars and houses. He will dream of wealth, women and employees. A boy will dream again tonight and wish he would live longer in the land of his dreams. He will count his years waiting impatiently for the day he’ll eventually wriggle free from the clingy protection of his parents. This boy will wake and say to his friends, ‘I dreamed of more houses and wealth’ and they will hold their noses with one hand, snorting and laughing. They will call him ‘The dreamer’ and he will snap his fingers at them, ‘You will see’.


The young boy will grow and be happy. His father too will be. ‘You are now a man’, his father will say and the boy, with nothing but his bag of dreams and hope, will open his arms and say to the world, ‘I am now a man!’

A man leaving home

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Now shelter and a car, he will be gifted. ‘A roof over your head and a vehicle for your comfort’, his parents will say. ‘Never forget that you are a man’. 

With this zeal, he will work. Harder each day, he will work and everyday he will smile because life is not as complicated as they made it seem and even though he is now a man, his mother’s breasts still give him life but soon he will crave firmer breasts unlike his mother’s and faced with a bevy of choices requiring only his money, he’ll explore his youth and test them all. 
One day, a stone will hit him; the first stone of many. Firmer breasts will leave him for the next hive and he will shed shameful tears, wondering whether to return to his mother’s breasts. 

But I am a man! He’ll say, I’ll dream again. 
A man will dream again tonight, of a gentle hand and a loving smile. He will dream of budding breasts and wake up craving to be in the arms of this one. He will stare at faces and chests, he’ll give all to find the smile and touch those hands. If I find these, I’ll be whole again. This man will say to his friends, ‘I dreamed of a creature with smile like a crescent moon’ and they will hold their bellies and laugh at him. They will call him ‘the dreamer’ and he will smile at them, ‘you will see.’
Shelter and car soon disappear, tiny stones become hail, his confidence melts but men do not cry. Smiles and breasts he has seen, none exactly like he had dreamed for when he thought he could shed a tear, their gentle hands had hardened. Do you not know that men do not cry? 

Soon hope smiles, one hand holds him close. 

‘Cry, baby, cry. Men are first humans’.

He sleeps and dreams like a boy again and when he tells his dream to the one with the gentle hands, that one smiles. 

A fresh burst of confidence, a man will understand now that the hailstorm will be tackled by two but he soon will crave firmer breasts and with his money, he’ll find them and forget the one with the gentle hands.

Aidee Erhime

 
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Posted by on September 9, 2016 in LIFE, love, RANDOM THOUGHTS

 

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SOMETHING FOR CHRIS (WHO MAY NEVER EVEN SEE IT)

Because Chris is a stubborn old young man who hasn’t learnt to use social media and blogs. So if you recognise him, tell him Aidee says

“It’s way past your birthday
I wouldn’t care to write you
An ode
But
Friends come and go
Friends make and mar
Friends turn family
Friends turn fiends
Friends also make memories
Memories some friends fall back on
And smile
Laugh too

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Posted by on January 29, 2016 in RANDOM THOUGHTS

 

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