Sunday, March 13, 2011

manloneliness

It's a phenomenon.

The more money you have, the more you worry about it.

The happier my life is, the more I want someone to share it with.

Or more accurately, the happier my life is, the more I want someone to validate my decisions, to cheer me on, to tell me that I can actually do it.

Someone who's my gender counterpart; someone I'm not related to; someone who I can kiss and who kisses me; someone who's strong in all the ways I'm weak.

That's what I want.

What I have is a host of cheerleaders, supporters, friends and family on the sidelines cheering while I run.

No comments: