Jimmy 2
October 1st 2008 15:04
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He looks at me and says, ‘I know you think I’m a drunk but really I’m worse than that as I’m a crook and I have been my whole life.’
What a thing to say to a young women that serves him his pint.
Who indeed does he want or more so need to prove himself?
As the topic of writing comes up, he tells me all about his experiences in gaol. Yes so he really is a crook. He wrote and wrote while he was locked up. I’m not sure what about but he tries to explain that most of it was self-reflective unconscious blurbs. I can imagine that there are quite a lot of things on your mind while being put away in a cell to ponder.
Jimmy doesn’t seem like a nice man but deep down I can slightly see a heart. He is a little creepy with battered wrinkled skin and his teeth cave in so when he talks you can’t hardly see them. I know he means well but at times I shiver when he tries to kiss me goodbye.
Once apon a time he was approached by a friend to write about his life story and this makes me want to know more. I am curious to hear the facts and put my creative license to use.
He is a drunk to me but that’s only because he has nothing left anymore. All drunks seem to have a reason behind there self distructive actions but not all want to tell you about them. They want to numb the pain, the past and forget about tomorrow. The problem is that they wake up even worse as what they started out like.
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