The first time some young gay man called me “Daddy” I recoiled in horror. What disrespect. What gut punching rude shade coming off these little Millennial bitches! I’m not that…
Tag: aging
I am an imperfect being
am an imperfect being. At age 55 I still struggle to maintain that perfect weight, to find enough time in the day for whatever and to manage that list. On some days I notice in the little corners of my being that I am slowly losing the sharp edge of my youth. I always feel like I have a shit ton of unfinished business in this life. And I do.
First Action Step
Today is my first day home from another whirlwind excursion to the International Mr. Leather event in Chicago. Having experienced six days of wall to wall high-energy men, intimacy, emotion,…