I was wearing a mask today and lots of women looked at me to check me out. I felt happy. I took my mask off for the rest of the walk home and I don't think one woman looked at me.
Attractive people have no idea how easy life is for them...
Every summer I am reminded of why I hate the city. The painful sounds never end and the sun burns my skin. I feel trapped and tortured. I hide in bed with the lights off waiting for the night to come so I can go outside for fresh air. It’s depressing. I’d love move, but that would mean leaving my family behind.
I wrestle with modern behaviour and sometimes don’t understand it at all. This guy has been messaging and commenting on my social media photos for *years*. He’s funny and quirky. But after I offered to meet him in a public park, radio silence. Apparently face to face contact is not the goal at all. Meeting a new friend was my goal. But he seems to prefer typing the alphabet to me on his phone. I honestly don’t get it.
After decades of not eating it, I thought I would try it. It’s changed my life. I know that sounds dramatic but I’ve actually lost weight without changing anything and I feel calm and satisfied before noon. Who knew?
I lose 10-15 lbs and all of a sudden women notice me. Smiles, glances, putting hair down, small talk. It feels nice :)
My grandparent just moved out of the home their spouse (long departed) built in the 50s .
It's a sad occasion, a home with so many memories slated to be emptied and sold off.
Pack up a suitcase and pictures and leave the rest behind to be the contents of an estate sale. Nothing of real value, just fixtures in an outdated dwelling.
I wonder what is going through my grandparent's mind. If they are ready for the next phase of their days, living in an expensive 'hospital' sized room, far away from friends and family who cannot easily drop by for a cup of tea or coffee.
It really makes you think about mortality and how this generation focuses so much on "stuff".
You can't take it with you...
I thought penthouse forum was real well into 30s.
For awhile there I spent time chasing after designer furnitures, propertys e.g. mid century furnitures, Herman Miller Eames chairs.
Decided (yes its all a prideful choice) recently its all hog wash status symbol I don't need. I picked up Ikea furniture on the street other day so now my house will have both $5 throw discarded (it functions) and $4,000 lounge chair furniture. Its all good. Buying taste is nothing to be boastful about.
I’m dreading the full-on back to “normal”, back in the office, everyone back to school TRAFFIC in September.
The man I’m in unreciprocated love with was tipsy the other night and going on about how selfless he is in life and how he’s hooked up friends that have gotten married and had kids. He was saying it’s time to focus on himself and hook himself up. I was just sitting there thinking “well, you can, I’m right here.” He didn’t seem to clue in and now I can’t stop thinking about how much that hurt me. I’d like to have kissed him in that moment but I missed the opportunity. I hesitated. We’ve hooked up a bunch and he’s with me a lot but it’s never more than what feels like a fling. I want to be vulnerable with him but my gut tells me I’ll get my heart broken. Love hurts. :( <\3