I adore his thoughts. I want to not care about people and what they think of me, I want to live fully and deeply. I want to find joy and be my own warrior and not a wilting sideline flower.
I know you folks at the gym were enjoying a giggle at the sweatband on the scrawny middle aged dude who is only there to ride a bike. I knew it looked goofy when I put it on. It made my bald spot show. But, the thing is, I sweat a LOT, and it sometimes drips on my book when I’m on the recumbent bike. I hate that way more than I worry about how I look. So I go with what works.
That’s what us older dudes do.
All of my life I’ve had a hard time understanding the eccentric old person. For the first half of my life (and least I hope it was only half) I’ve worried about trying to encourage other people to respect me and like me. I figured everyone else starts off the same way. So what comes over a guy that makes him turn…
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