I'm looking forward to the years with more 5's. The double nickel is the next. So as most normal, single men do, I like to play.Not just the sitting in front of a good movie with that one singularly special woman, but getting out and sparkin the owl. Class is over. Time to get bent. Live. I like to be taxed. I push my own limits at times, but there are reasonings and of course excuses. We all got em when it comes to having fun.
My passions (now don't forget, their mine) are writing for fun, for the feeling and of course the payoffs. Gotta make a little money. Diving is a side benifit to owning boats. I love fishing in the surf, standing at the waters edge. Most often that's where I'm to be found. But I do own a few boats for different habits. Too many different lives of water surround me. It's always a kick to run a new channel or lake. Bet you can't guess from this that I'm a Pisces.
I am guilty of being over-the-head when it comes to salt water and that next big fish. I believe in releasing all. No trophies on this wall. The fighting isn't the thrill, it's the anticipation of the next strike. When the line tears itself off the reel with blurred moves, the way it screams in it's on voice, the wrenching of the rod. The rush. Sexual. It's all sexual when your at this age. This can't be a bad analogy. That would be disapointing.
I collect kites and of course prefer to fly them. All of them. You can't miss me when I'm on the beach. You don't have to look around damnit, just look up and follow it to the other end. Works better than a rainbow.
Time for the more serious note. I tire of boyfriend/girlfriend games. I miss the freedom of friendship. I miss the maturity of relationships and the kindness of a hug and oh my how I miss that first new kiss. Where did it go. What happened to just being ok with just being ok. Oh the bane of insecurity.
I'm looking for that woman, that playing loving friend if you will. Someone to sit next to me and enjoy the outside outback of my favorite cocktails cache. Sitting on the dock and drinking that next gin and tonic. Sapphire Bombay of course. With the cooler temperatures of dead winter, it never gets that cold here, I do like Mr Beam. Makes for a warmer time on the bayou. That pub has become a mid-day Friday to look forward. That is my first stop to end the week. God I love 4 day work weeks.
Gotta sleep sometime, it's now or never. I can write on end.
So to wrap all up in one little pile, I have a question for you. Want to come out and play?
I look to hearing from you soon. I wait for you. Hiway
