. I can make some truly amazing dishes I can make stuff that could make some restaurants weep. From the most basic of ingredients. . BUT Despite my ability to easily do THAT Sometimes All I want It a large bowl of cheap white spaghetti Covered on loads of melted salted butter. . No skill No knowledge needed (but Never the ‘easy cook’ crap – there are still some standards) . . If there is one thing I learned from having a sexless marriage... (But you love her too much to ever be unfaithful) - When you can’t get a romantic hug in real life You can always get a “hug n’ a bowl”! . .

Like a car in a parking space. Each and Every day I feel I need to "validate my parking" in this life. If I can "validate my parking " by helping someone, anyone, in some smallest of ways... ... Then I don't feel a need to "vacate this parking spot" that night when I look at the ceiling and feel despair. Because I made some tiny difference that "validated my parking space." For that single day, Only. ...- for just One More Day... .

! Men as protectors? Who men protecting woman from? Exactly? Because IF your Only answer is ‘other men’ ! And IF you cannot see how batshit insane that problem is... How deeply flawed that logic is? How crazy that sounds? ? ...THEN I am Not smart enough to explain it to you. ! . A Man and a Woman hug each other lovingly. . Her: “I feel so safe in your arms” . Him “You should not need my arms to feel safe” “You whole world should feel safe anyway” . Her: <pushing away and punching his arm playfully> “Shut up!” “I’m trying to be nice here” . <There is a pause as she returns to hugging him.> . Her: “Well then” She whispers… “How do you feel in my arms?” . Him: “Like a real person” “Validated” “Whole again” “You Feel like home” “A Home I never knew I was homesick for” . Her: “You should not need my arms to feel that way” “You should feel real, valid and human anyway” . <They hug each other tighter> . Him: <silently thinking> ‘ i wish i could believe that ’ . . She h...