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Ten Things I Worry About:

1. War. Specifically nuclear war, but war in general qualifies, I guess.
2. Hurting someone.
3. My thoughts.
4. What if everything we experience is actually just in our heads and in reality nothing is real.
5. Reality and what defines it. Is it different for different people?
6. What happens after we die.
7. Dying a virgin.
8. Is it really important to wear matching socks? Who decided that? Is that completely arbitrary? Who decides what "matches" anyway?
9. Being stuck in the City forever.
10. Making lists because what if they're not actually the top ten things I worry about and there's something else I want to put on it but the list is already made?


[Cursed with Listmania, of course, and not thrilled about this being shared.]

Comments

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I don't think I'm all that bad, no, but I guess I'm probably biased. Most people don't think they're as bad as they are. And the rest of the time, they think they're worse than they are. And I alternate back and forth between the two.

[defies_reason]

Some people do find excessive self-deprecation attractive, but I think, perhaps, that might be a bit advanced for your needs.

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So what would you suggest I do? I mean, you're obviously the type of guy that's never had a problem with that kind of thing.

[defies_reason]

You might find a reasonably attractive stranger, buy them a drink, hope for the best, and if necessary never speak to them again.

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I've tried that a couple times, but I get all...

[Vague gestures. So many vague gestures.]

... self-conscious. I over-think it.

[defies_reason]

I found it expedient to open a bar, but that may not be a practical option.

[just_displaced]

Yeah, I'm an ad guy, not a bar owner guy, but I can see why that'd work out for you.

[defies_reason]

It has its perks.

[just_displaced]

And drawbacks, probably, but I guess the perks must outweigh the drawbacks.

[defies_reason]

All in all, it isn't a bad line of work.

[just_displaced]

Well, I guess if I'm going to follow your instructions for buying someone a drink, I should probably go out to bars more often, right? So maybe I'll visit yours.

[defies_reason]

You're more than welcome, but I might mention you'd most likely be buying that drink for a man.

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Well, um, that's...

[A hesitation.]

Generally unobjectionable, I guess.

[defies_reason]

Well, then. Perhaps I'll see you some evening.

[just_displaced]

Um, yeah, maybe.

[Sure, if he ever gets beyond his crippling shyness.]

[defies_reason]

[Perhaps he'll buy you a drink, poor thing.]

The Wolf's Den. Ask for Isaak.

[just_displaced]

Okay, I'll keep that in mind. Thanks.

[He thinks. Maybe.]