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0Cilix - 07-A Hitch /Cilix/07_a_hitch.txt
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57/13/FD3A 2:30
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"Uh."
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I mumbled, as I started feeling unlike myself, again. This feeling creeps up on me, quite frequently nowadays.
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I was always under the assumption that I could live alone, anywhere, as long as I was aware of what I do and
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what I shouldn't do.
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Even though I don't follow what I just said in the previous sentence, I had a good amount of faith in it.
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It didn't give me any satisfying result for a few days now.
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Its been more than a 'millenia' (according to the time-sense of 'the humans of the old') since I left that
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homely blue lil' planet,
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which I give the least amount of damn out of all other unnecessary events I reminiscence.
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But I still remember few thoughts of my teenage years which based my attitude.
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One of which is 'a lass is pretty hard to please'. Having a bad experience with girls,
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I ran out of my house when I was said I had been engaged to a daughter of some rich family(?).
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I sprinted my way to a government-funded teleporter,
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yeeted myself to 'The Great Human Explorer' space program institute,
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registered myself for a solo-ship and naming it 'stygian',
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and spending quite a bit of my pocket-money in order to bribe the officials,
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to have my ship manufatured under foremost priority so that I could leave as early as possible.
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I stayed in a tiny motel for a few days 'til I received the message that I could fly to space.
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I rushed to the Miru Space Station, boarded my 'stygian' and had a smooth takeoff.
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As I floated up in space, crossing pass the satellite which had kind of (atleast visually)
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trapped the lil' blue planet, I felt free. I had no one nor anything that I missed in there.
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Families had become very smaller during that time, unlike the previous century of that time,
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when nuclear families were prominent.
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During my teenage years, only couples and their children till they reach 16 existed.
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After reaching 16, parents were legally liberated from their duties of babysitting
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and teens had also made to know that they ought to not depend on their parents henceforth,
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which wasn't a surprise to them (or us) as we were brought up being taught of it.
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Any family drama or emotions of the very old had become non-existent during that time
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(history says so, I frigging have no clue if the ancients had made their kids
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indulge in familial love or whatever bullshit in that blue planet).
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I just felt a bit sorry for the lil' lady who was to have me as her fiance.
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Quite unlucky she was.
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But I had a satisfying letter written for my family and my has-been-for-a-short-time fiance,
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regarding my departure.
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My parent's wouldn't have cared, but I was happy that I atleast gave an explanation.
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With that, I also had decided to stay alone and not find a mate.
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It was fine for a very long time. But now, it seems like its not possible.
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I think that my humanly instincts have started to kick in.
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I feel like missing something- a comfort, a safe-haven, a person to confide,
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a person to have my arms looped around their waist, a person to hug and a person to kiss.
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Maybe I'm reminiscing a bit too much or whatever. But the feeling have intensified quite a bit.
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I have to find a way to suppress it.
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"Oof."
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