a plethora of delectable, available, and eager men are standing in line around the corner from my building!
hmm....i wonder.....
is there a 'speed dating' service on the block that i hadnt been aware of??
is someone giving away free ipods at the mosque??
and then, in a moment of utter clarity, i am actually quite taken aback to find that these 'would be' suitors are waiting for a chance to run into ME!!!!
huh???
lil ol me??
whats happened to that scarred and disproportionate view that i have of myself??
i must fight to keep that view in tact....
for without my insecurity armour, protecting me from the masses........who am i???
we are the sum total of our experiences......our heartbreaks.....our belief systems......
we hold them dear......these esteemed self images, regardless of their voracity or counter-productive natures......
we walk the streets, clad in armour, awaiting battle......
even to the extent that we drive around in official looking, army cars, in order to intimidate intruders, as well as to envelop ourselves in a hard-shelled cocoon, so as to disassociate ourselves from the tired, stuffy, old masses.............
i suppose, when dealing with men, en masse, there is only one
simple answer......
"LET THEM EAT CAKE".....
or in this case, humantachen!!!!
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