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Things I’ve Never Done

Friday, November 11, 2011
... you would think, assume, I had did these things...
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I’ve done a few things most people never get a chance to do. Lived in Africa for one. Have written a few novels and screenplays. Wrote some songs you wouldn’t want me to perform. But for the most part, my life isn’t terribly distinguished. Life like most people except there’s a few things I’ve never experienced.
Never been married. Close? Not really. I’ve never even been on a date or had a date on Valentines Day. I think most people, where the day is recognized, have done that. I often wonder what it would be like.
Never had a birthday party with cake and friends. I remember the odd the birthday card from this aunt or that uncle. It doesn’t help when your birthday is the same day as a holiday.
I don’t know who my father is. That one-half of my genes, my DNA that is me. Don’t know and probably never will. I think most people know who there father is even if the relationship isn’t what they’d like.
There are a few other items I could list and describe, but I feel reluctant to do so. I thought there was more I could share but I am blank at the moment.
So are there things you’ve never done but it seems everyone around you has done them? Just curious.
Posted 2011/11/11 at 13h36ET in Life.
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  1. You've lived in Africa? My mom grew up in Liberia. What a list of things you've never done. So open about it all.

    Yes, I grew up in a religious cult, so I've also never done a lot of common things. One is that I have never danced in my life. :)

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