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Throbbing Sentimental Pangs Trigger Nostalgic Memories of Yesteryear Uno
Mine emotionally fraught days of yore spilt presentiment tinged blood into sucker punched battle fatigued war weary veteran. He (yours truly) doth presently ramble, scrabble, and trundle across gutted landscape strewn with psychological potsherds. Oppressive alienation hashtags me as outcast, where new born babes technical abilities surpassed scant infantile savviness (mine) spurring notion, whereby yours truly lived ages ago, when pace of life sedate compared with present era in contrast. Impossible mission to side step cratered pock marked cerebral terrain punctuating terra incognita courtesy disequilibrium severely disrupting ability to function, especially distractions issued out radio waves regarding same Christmas songs playing every hour. I can't shake loose being metaphorically entangled cumulative detritus analogous geologic, chronologic, and audiologic tracks laid down since conception wrought indelible grooves within noggin. Risk averse demeanor kept me hermetically sealed against positive growth experiences and (bully me) not sequestered nor singled out as token scapegoat, whereby (wherein) psyche relentlessly, quintessentially, and painfully assaulted. I too unwittingly, guiltily, approvingly and willingly allowed, enabled, and provided unrepentant thugs to unleash brickbats sticks and stones (also Daily hurled at Georgie, a Boxer/Dalmatian mix breed) when our family Audubon, Pennsylvania. Nevertheless, despite experiencing horrendous childhood grievances, I revere boyhood good times a shy, (albeit rather socially withdrawn) kid oblivious to danger safely and securely affixed to mother's apron strings. Yepper, yours truly a bonafide mama's boy severing figurative umbilical cord I could not deploy even now as an aging baby boomer, viz yule eyes long hair pencil necked geek, I experience social anxiety, when feigning hobnobbing amidst hoi polloi.
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