02/25/2019
Modern love
No, I don’t have any racy pictures to entertain you, but I will tell you a story. Once upon a time there was a baby who grew into a girl then became a woman. She stood on her head, did as she said and vehemently avoided bread. She ran and she jumped, she did Pilates and pumped. She stretched and she prayed, forever, sometimes days but could not, after all this, change her ways. She drank and she spat, was totally guilty of that. Some days she was sad, all messy and mad. She had a few good friends and of that she was glad. She claimed to be vegan but sometimes ate meat, it was what it was and she accepted this moral defeat. She met a beautiful boy and did not bother to be coy. She knew what she liked and he was her toy. But he was not a boy but a man and he did what he could to help her understand that who she thought was Bob was really Stan. He didn't like to stay and had to admit this was his way. He liked long walks in the woods, silent and regal, listening carefully for the sound of eagles. He pranced and postured and possibly failed, but in the end love prevailed. She looked into his eyes and witnessed his love and in return she offered a treasure trove of this and that and some other guy's hat. He was not impressed and needed to stress that to love him unconditionally was best. She thought for a bit and an idea was lit. We will love each other as one and one and at the end of it all we will ask "how was your day"? They agreed this was good and deeply understood that to win at this love they must accept all of the above.