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One of my errands today found me racing west on El Cajon Blvd riding my mobility scooter. Racing in this case meant I was traveling at 9mph. I arrived at the Co-op and immediately noticed a tall, dark and gorgeous young man wearing a uniform and a glock. A security guard I'd never seen before. I looked up at his beautiful but manly chiseled face as I passed by him walking into the reception area and couldn't help but speak to him,"You're new." I blurted, drunken with feelings I thought were dead in me.
He looked down and gave me a little smile which I took as encouragement. At my age a smile from a young man of legal age is a bright spot in my day.
I was not at all self conscious as my back was turned to him. I had none of the jitters a man of his obvious superior physical prowess would have generated in me if I were even ten years younger.
No. I was calm. In my mind I was climbing him like a tree and expanding my awareness of my long dead feelings of course. Alas, my name was called and he unlocked the door so I could gain entry into, " the room of supreme relief from the bullshit I experience in real time. "
I make my purchase, I cooly thank him once again for opening the door for me.I climb aboard my mobility scooter and drive " balls to the wall" back home, smiling at the pleasant suprise I was gifted with today.
It's nice to know I still know what to do if armageddon arrives and I have to trade my body for protection from the flesh eating mutants.
One of my errands today found me racing west on El Cajon Blvd riding my mobility scooter. Racing in this case meant I was traveling at 9mph. I arrived at the Co-op and immediately noticed a tall, dark and gorgeous young man wearing a uniform and a glock. A security guard I'd never seen before. I looked up at his beautiful but manly chiseled face as I passed by him walking into the reception area and couldn't help but speak to him,"You're new." I blurted, drunken with feelings I thought were dead in me.
He looked down and gave me a little smile which I took as encouragement. At my age a smile from a young man of legal age is a bright spot in my day.
I was not at all self conscious as my back was turned to him. I had none of the jitters a man of his obvious superior physical prowess would have generated in me if I were even ten years younger.
No. I was calm. In my mind I was climbing him like a tree and expanding my awareness of my long dead feelings of course. Alas, my name was called and he unlocked the door so I could gain entry into, " the room of supreme relief from the bullshit I experience in real time. "
I make my purchase, I cooly thank him once again for opening the door for me.I climb aboard my mobility scooter and drive " balls to the wall" back home, smiling at the pleasant suprise I was gifted with today.
It's nice to know I still know what to do if armageddon arrives and I have to trade my body for protection from the flesh eating mutants.