A friend of mine recently married sat down to lunch with me and confided. He said “Bushlings, it is only since I have gotten married that I realize how much of my time before this was spent chasing the V!” Ok, ok, so he didn’t say the V – he is a He after all – but I’m keeping the stream clean. He went on to explain to me his mind-blowing self-discovery that I kinda coulda guessed already having watched his antics for years.
Only when he found himself married and committed to being faithful (kudos by the way) did he realize how much of his thinking space had been taken up with how he could make himself more attractive that day, or know how he should approach such-and-such a girl in his building, or what he should say to this other one he might bump into later, all in the aim of making sure he could close the deal.
Not sure how to feel about his discovery, he was like “Bushy, I don’t know what to DO with myself! I have so much time on my hands and the only thing I have to do is focus on growing, changing and improving me. And I realize how much of myself I have neglected! There is so much I need to do!”
To my dear friend who is now building his future with his number one, don’t feel bad baby, you couldn’t help it, because….
…it is what it is.