Of course, after optimistically deciding that people aren't so bad after all yesterday, today someone attempts to screw me over to alleviate their own guilt, and I feel pissed on again, and am rather losing faith in humanity.
While I sit in the churchyard and ponder this, I overhear a group of middle-aged, possibly homeless (from the conversation I overheard) sitting about in the sun talking about how they want the fairytale, they want to "fall in love, get married, and have kids". This was kind of nice, and wonderfully against the stereotype, since they all looked like stereotypical builders.
The world is weird.
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"There's lots of good fish in the sea...maybe...but the vast masses seem to be mackerel or herring, and if you're not mackerel or herring yourself you are likely to find very few good fish in the sea." -- D.H. Lawrence
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