Tossing Salt Presents:
A Day Of Dougie
Break Me Off A Piece, Alone In A Crowd & Be Girl
March 6, 2022
It’s Sunday morning. How are you? Welcome my friends, to a brand new Day of Dougie. I’m on a roll this morning. I’ve already written two Q&A’s for the site, washed a load of clothes, had breakfast, and watched an episode of The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina on Netflix. And I still feel like absolute shit.
Okay, that’s not true. I feel okay physically and I’m not sad or depressed. I just feel numb, as if I just don’t care. I just feel empty inside and alone, very alone. Yeah, it’s one of those days. And I can tell, I’m killing your vibe. My apologies. It’s just that usually, getting on here and writing about random things, just spilling my guts if you will, usually makes me feel better when I’m having one of those days. That’s why I post so often and provide so much content.
If I ever actually get happy, you won’t be seeing anything new here. Well, lots of sappy, lovey-dovey stuff, but not as much of the other stuff. So pray I get a good man one day so your eyes can rest. Let’s move on.
It’s a Day of Dougie so that means Magic Bag, random topics, and the whole nine yards. So what are the topics of discussion for today? We have Break Me Off A Piece, Alone In A Crowd and Bee Girl. Three winners to be sure. Oy vey! I hate this random stuff sometimes. So let’s take a deep breath, grit the teeth, and move on. Let’s do this.
Break Me Off A Piece
I’m not even sure what this is referring to. Maybe it’s candy? Maybe it’s crack? Who knows? I’ve used the term in talking about a piece of candy, usually a Hershey’s Bar or something like that. And I’ve heard it used when hanging around people who were smoking crack. Not me. That is one thing I have never done, nor will I. The smell makes me want to puke and I think it’s a very stupid habit. But there was a time that I was friends with a couple of guys who did smoke that shit and smoke it regularly. And yes, it ended up changing them as you might expect, from decent, fun-loving friends to paranoid, lying, thieving folks who I couldn’t recognize anymore and had to remove from my life. I don’t mind drinking or smoking grass. I do the first sometimes and the latter stinks in my opinion, but whatever floats the boat, right? But I hate crack. I hate what it does to people and the way it changes them. I’ve lost many a good friend to that sickening garbage, it’s not even funny. Damn, I was wanting to write to feel better. This isn’t helping. Let’s move on.
Alone In A Crowd
Have you ever been in a group of people, but still feel alone, like you don’t belong, and are just there, nothing else? My world, far too often. And that’s why I stay alone here at the house so often. Better to be alone by one’s self than alone while in a group of family or friends. Damn, this is despressing. Let’s move on.
No matter how much you’re alone or stand apart from the crowd, there is someone who can identify with you and a place where you belong. It’s hope and that thought of the light at the end of the tunnel is what allows me and many others for that matter, to carry on and keep going on. Here’s the perfect song and video to explain it all. I love me some Bee Girl.
And there you go. My thanks for reading. I’m sorry this was so depressing, but I’m feeling a little better now. Comments, thoughts, and any questions you may have are welcome and appreciated. Until the next time, take care and be safe. I’ll catch you on the next go-round. Take care.