"And men not fit for marriage took their refuge in the oil.
No one respects the flame quite like the fool who's badly burned.
From all this you'd imagine that there must be something learned."
Not sure what I'm going to be learning from this Pete Townshend song, but I'm pretty sure that I'm not fit for marriage. Thought I was for a long time, but not any longer. At least not until I can find that elusive quantity known as happiness. You know...the kind you're supposed to be able to find inside yourself, not the kind you get when you slowly suck the life out of someone else in order to stay afloat in your own life. Anyway that happiness wasn't found in the Butterfinger candy bar I just ate. Oh sure the first few bites were pretty tasty, but halfway through I started to question my reasoning for buying it in the first place. Impulse buy I guess. Sometimes great ideas aren't so great after all.
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