I overheard that some of the bartenders are listed on myspace.
I did some snooping.
I found four bartenders' and a manager's site. I haven't decided on how to use this information yet.
...
I'll listen to anyone, once.
Some people talk because they wish to share parts of their life.
Some people talk because they are trying to work through some issues.
Some people talk because they want attention.
Some people talk because they don't want to feel alone.
Some people talk because they don't value your time.
I usually listen more than I'll talk
I usually do not have much to say
I usually can say more with less words
I usually worry that I'll sound too much like what I usually hear.
...
I hear him complain about the thorns on his rose
I think about those who only have the thorns
I trace the scar on my right hand
I think even I been through worse
I think I haven't had it bad
I think I have a better clue than him
I think about the clues I'm missing
...
"Okay? Timothy" she didn't wait for an answer. "Does anybody call you Timothy?"
I started thinking.
"Your mother?" she asked
"No, not often. But there is someone who calls me that all the time. I forget who." I went back to thinking. It was someone familiar but at the moment forgotten.
"Timothy's a good name."
I nodded in agreement
"I almost named my son that."
I nodded in acknowledgement
"So, who calls you Timothy?"
"I forget" but I think it's someone who knows I don't live up to my potential.
...
"Life is easy, it's the living that can be hard" I said
"Death is easy, it's the dying that can be hard" she said
...
even my demons have gotten fat and lazy
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