Je ne regrette rien


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Browsing through the archives for a picture to post as yet another blast from the past, I couldn’t help thinking how lucky I was to have met Emma Jane and married so young. I’m not sure I could cope with being in my twenties or thirties and being single. I can’t imagine myself trying to keep up with my peers in terms of binge-drinking, foul-mouthed laddishness, and obsessive support of Manchester United. I never had the talent for casual non-committal sex, and could never have stood the strain of not knowing where my next fuck was coming from. I have a couple of friends, well past their prime like me, who often talk of the carefree lives they have lived and the many, many women they have loved - by which they mean the women with whom they have had sex. It seems to me they’ve led quite lonely lives, punctuated by the briefest of encounters. Now they live alone - and not by choice.

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