Dear Flower,
There is sort of a foyer at Starbucks-Chapters in Dartmouth
by Mic Mac Mall and it is enclosed by glass windows and doors; it serves as an
intermediate area between the exterior and the interior of the building.
Today, I was working at Starbucks, and I sat right next to
this foyer, which enabled me to notice the plight of a particular bug which was
too big to be a hornet, but too ugly and scary looking to not have some sort of
stinger or bite mechanism to it. And it was stuck there within this foyer. Somehow
it got in, and it could not get out. It smacked and banged again and again on
different parts of the windows, and it was encased within this glass trap; it
had no way of getting out on it’s own; somehow somebody would have to open a
door and either unwittingly let it into the building or help it get back
outside into the outdoors. The bug got itself into this predicament.
And I could help but notice the similarities with Erin’s
(the mother of my child) situation. I don’t mean to insult anybody; i’m not
talking about the ugliness of the bug. I’m talking about the bug’s predicament.
Erin is now enclosed within a glass trap with no way out until somebody helps
her get out of it.
I have already received an affidavit from her listing
various bad things about me—many of them made up, or some how taken out of
context and meant to imply something negative about me—as to why I should not
be having anything to do with Brooklyn. She made the decision to all of a
sudden keep Brooklyn from me immediately after I started confronting her by
email about how she is brainwashing Brooklyn to lie and keep secrets about her
relationship with her con boyfriend. Even though I’ve been raising Brooklyn
with all the love in my heart since the very day she was born, I, according to
Erin, am so bad that I must not have anything at all to do with her all of a
sudden. All of a sudden, I can’t even speak to her on the phone; I can’t even
have supervised visits with her. And I just couldn’t help but notice, kind of
humorously, the similarities between the bug’s predicament and that of Erin’s. I don't know what actually happened to the bug. I kinda forgot about it and went back to work.
~Mark @markenglish13
~Mark @markenglish13
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