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MID-DAY CONVERSATIONS
<p>Me: Hey bro, </p><p>Can you pour a shot for me?</p><p></p><p>Bartender: Aren’t you a teen?</p><p></p><p>Me: Yeah, exactly, eighteen.</p><p></p><p>Bartender: Quit playing with me, kid.</p><p></p><p>Me: I’m sorry, just needed something to get the day on its feet.</p><p></p><p>Bartender: Girl issues? Boy issues?</p><p></p><p>Me: Boy issues? Hm? </p><p>Let’s say “me” issues. </p><p>They say I’m in a phase. </p><p>But let’s be real, if this is a phase, I don’t think I’m making it out of this maze. </p><p>If this is a game, I just want to know what level this is.</p><p></p><p>It’s getting quite hard, you know. </p><p>It’s like I could see the gold from afar. </p><p>Then I got close, realized it’s fake, just a mirage. </p><p>I need a garage.</p><p></p><p>Bartender: A garage?</p><p></p><p>Me: Yeah, a garage. You know, when cars get messed up, you take them to a garage to get them fixed up. </p><p>So I’m in need of a garage. </p><p>So can I get that shot now?</p><p></p><p>Bartender: Not a chance in hell. </p><p></p><p>Look, kid. Life’s life; you win some, you lose some; that’s the thrill of it.</p><p>But here’s the thing: nothing lasts as long as the lowest of lows, especially when you’ve kissed the sky. </p><p>So you’re going to be here a while. </p><p>You might as well get a coat, ’cause it’s going to get stormy and cold. </p><p>And bro, you don’t want to be caught off guard by the storm.</p><p></p><p>Look me in the eye, be calm. </p><p>The road to self-discovery is like that of a sewer; it’s pretty shitty. </p><p>I’m old enough to have a few strands of grey hair on my face…</p><p></p><p>Me: A few?</p><p></p><p>Bartender: You’re a funny kid. </p><p>But still, as old as I am, I can confidently tell you I haven’t fully discovered myself. </p><p>It’s a lifetime journey.</p><p></p><p>That’s all I have for you, kid. </p><p>Now leave my bar.</p><p></p><p>Me: Leave?</p><p></p><p>Bartender: Yes, leave.</p><p></p><p>Me: I don’t know if you are aware, but we are the same person. This conversation isn’t real; it’s just happening in His head.</p><p></p><p>Bartender: Whose head?</p><p></p><p>Me: You know what? Never mind. Thanks for the advice though.</p>
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