I wrote something on a thread of mine in my early tenure here
I think it applies to this thread
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Wimin
The most mysterious beings of our planet
I found out long ago, about sixty years or so, that gaining favor with the finer gender of our specie is not necessarily in my best interest.
Whole different frequency
Wired different
Fiber optic vs 9 gauge single conductor
Fascinating, mystical, attractive, you bet
Sensitivities I’d never remotely considered
But, hanging with a group of ladies?
Can’t
Mentally; exhausting
Socially; this ogre doesn’t stand a chance
oftentimes due to the long suppressed threatening fart,
created from gulping breakfast,
having worked its way backward into the upper reaches of my esophagus
Spiritually; beyond any reach I may have thought I had
Physically; like looking into the sun, can go blind if obsessing too long
Gaining favor?
Whimsical touches
Nothing of depth
Any more than that and I find myself precariously dangling off a mental precipice
I can do one, maybe two per sitting
and that is mostly because they sense my discomfort to the point of putting forth effort to discuss what I’m interested in
I’ve learned to pick up on this and placate for a bit, then find a way to excuse myself
I don’t avoid ladies, but have learned not to seek them out
It’s what shops are for
I’ve been fortunate
My lady has put up with me for half a century
When I become too much and I (for some unknown reason) anger her,
I found placing my calloused hand on the small of her back will still cause her to flinch
….and she begrudgingly forgives me
We have had this tryst, this romance that has yet to fade
She’s plenty for me
Forever
So, here I remain
Baffled, yet attracted at the mysteries, complexities
A sentry
A defender
A protector
A willing grunt
Keeping the fire
best I can