I suppose the inevitability of senior citizen discounts, that alleged wisdom which supposedly results from age and experience, not to mention the warm and fuzzies of understanding life at a level beyond those of the younger generations is comforting ... to some.
Me, I personally would prefer my late 20s and being able to know what I know now. I suppose that's asking too much.
I recall how I used to kid my late friend Dewitt regarding his age viz a viz mine and all the ribbing does nothing to comfort me at this age — well beyond that to which he lived and yet in the great beyond he now knows all things and leaves me in the dust from the standpoint of awareness once again.
Couple this with the various others wanting to move in and "be roomates" even though living by yourself is certainly a comparative groove has me shrinking from the fence when others call me there. It seems I've suffered one pitch too many.
No, I don't want a room mate thank you very much. Nor do I seek a baby momma nor an organ donor either. I didn't get here by laying around and breeding with anyone and everyone like so many I've met over the years and have no intentions of turning all slutty now.
Suffice it to say that further coupling is unlikely. I'm not searching for new domestic experiences, tantric or otherwise, and the notion of constantly interacting with someone whose vocabulary is densly populated with the phrase "do you dig where I'm coming from" simply isn't going to do it for me.
I suppose that if I were in my 20s it might be different, but I don't recall being attracted to airheads back then either.
I don't actually recall when hygiene became a prime focus in my existence — probably sometime during the advent of the reality of HIV but there are likewise aromatic barriers by which I am repulsed. Cheap cologne, armpits, the shields go up over many circumstantial existential spheres of interpersonal relations.
No offense, but I simply lack the tolerance of my younger years and it's much easier to make my position known these days so just shut up and back off.