The singularity of me

Hello!


Good Thursday people!


So it was the turn of my Thursday bath guy to spill the beans and tell me how his life was doing. He even showed me a picture of the lady who he's currently dating... Not bad... When my wife gets to 50 I hope she looks like her... But then out of the blue the tables were turned and he asked me the question that I hadn't heard from any of these bath people before: "what makes you tick Mr. Guzman?"

Me?! tick!?! Come on dude! You know that I'm married, I got two kids and that my lifestyle is stable. I got no tick tock in my closet, sure I see some girls and they are pretty but I'm in a wheelchair for crying out loud! I have no time to fantasize and to think what could happen if this girl or that girl, no! I assure you I'm pretty stable, if there was ever a slim chance of a woman falling in love with me, I would probably put that fire out because it wouldn't be kosher to put this burden, meaning me, on her. Sometimes I think my wife is a saint for enduring all of this... And then...!?! WTF man! He played me! By asking me what made me tick we started talking about our past lives, our past adventures, about the one that got away... I was really in love with her dude! She was everything to me at that time but the age difference wouldn't allowed me... Dumb French people! It's okay dude, it's okay. So we talked and talked and my bath was finished. The dude had played a psychiatrist on me today, I guess I still have a lot inside of me that I have to spit out...


Take care folks!

PS I will probably not blog much seeing that my youngest daughter has broken my headset. So I'm using the microphone while holding it, it's a pretty tiring position...