Over the weekend, my Mistress came up from her home to spend time with me and roam about the deep south. We traveled about and found new sights that I wasn’t even aware of after thirty years of living here.

It’s funny really. The most fun, the most alive I’ve felt in years came not from some high-priced hobby, gaming machine, film, or anything material. It came from having the company of a good woman, the open road, and wide eyes to take in all the beauty that’s around me every day.

More and more I feel less and less interested in the hobbies I held in my twenties while feeling more and more drawn towards traveling and exploring a world I’ve spent my life ignoring.

I don’t think I can really go back to what I was back in my younger days. Since hitting 30, I’ve felt a number of changes in the way I think, feel, and believe. I don’t want to hide inside myself any longer. The best thing I could ever have done was to open my eyes.

I feel that I’ve begun to do just that.

And the reward for doing so was the hand of a wonderful woman willing to walk side by side with me into this alien world, earth.

*puts on his fedora*