Today I had a tiny epiphany.
I am thankful for the realization that I'm not completely aged out of the relationship game.
I've been giving some thought into the ways in which I meet the men who ask me to hang out.
When I was a kid, boys were attracted to me because I liked to wrestle. This ended when I was twelve.
I was....known to knock kids down when they bullied others.
Once I ruined my favorite yellow Easter dress wrestling with the neighbor boy....I stopped.
His name was Bob.
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When I was fourteen, I decided that I would grow up to be a musician.
I lied about my age and got a job just so I could buy myself a ton of musical instruments.
My family joked that I was a one man band. I had intended to become a music teacher. One has to play a lot of instruments to get into college.
I was accepted into a music program right out of high school.
I had a lot of bass players ask me out when they learned I owned a 5-string Steinberger. One of them was a local professional. I thought that was weird. He had a roadie ask me out on his behalf.
I declined.
Yeah....they weren't interested in me....just the guitar.
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In my professional life, as a hypnotist, I get a lot of male attention due to the aura that surrounds the business.
It seems silly but guys are really attracted to powerful women.
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As a political activist, I had no clue how many men were attracted to women who like guns.
It's bizarre.
I guess....there was only one or two guys who liked me for who I was without the 9mm, without the pendulum, without the degree, the guitars or the soiled yellow dress.
I wonder where I could find another one of those?
That's all right.
I honestly don't think I'm ready to date.
I've got too much work to do.
I hope that you're loved for who you are rather than what you have.
Love ya,
S.
P.S. Now that I think about it, I have a couple of guys from high school trying to get me to go out with them. They graduated in the class after me.
My high school sweetheart was in their same graduating class.
Man....I've always been a bit of cougar, haven't I?
One of them used to bully me. I wonder if he could truly change?
If not, he knows I like guns.
He wouldn't ask me out if he wanted to bully me.
Would he?
Maybe I'll give him the chance to redeem himself.
Maybe......
Then again, he brags about refusing to pay his ex child support.
You know..... I won't date him. I'm far too conservative to tolerate irresponsibility. If he doesn't like his child support order, it's up to him to hire a lawyer to change it.
In thinking about it....
Maybe the people from my childhood are the only ones who know who I was before I grew up. Maybe they know the real me.....before adulthood got it's dirty mitts on me.....before politicians told me I couldn't do a damn thing about their illegal behavior
and I had to prove them wrong.
Then again....one of my childhood chums said it turned him on when I'd fight the stupidity of the system.
I always won. I wasn't wrong.
Maybe I'm still.....me...on some sick and twisted level.
Maybe I've always been a bratty heathen.
Still....
Perhaps....those are the people I should hang out with.
It's nice to have a tribe that follows me throughout my life. I guess it is nice to stay in contact with our childhood friends.
Perhaps I should spend more time with them.
((( hugs )))