Paranoid Loneliness
cloaked in shrouds of brash words
and the false bravado of youth
eyes unsmiling tell the story
of almost men and near women
searching frantic for someone
who reminds them
- JB 08/15/11
Per normal, I have little meaningful to say - though even less this time.
I was just remembering today what it was like to be single. Fortunately, I married young or I certainly would have gone crazy. Everyone I met was first considered as a potential mate and second as a person. I was an almost man on a mission, for certain, though in many ways it was a waste of time.
I was just remembering today what it was like to be single. Fortunately, I married young or I certainly would have gone crazy. Everyone I met was first considered as a potential mate and second as a person. I was an almost man on a mission, for certain, though in many ways it was a waste of time.
I was rarely interested enough to try a relationship and even then didn't commit to it. Man is nothing if not often self-defeating and I fit the bill more often than most. Eventually I came to a point where I decided that it was going to happen or not, and I gave up trying. Within months Shelly and I were dating.
