So this morning I had a very good conversation with a young lady friend of mine. The amazing and depressing reality is that I've learned to become comfortable with talking to women very late in life. The thing is when I'm conversing with someone considerably younger than myself I forget and go into this haze of possibility. She was so responsive when I was talking to her that I found myself exploring her smile and gestures - it was wonderful and I just wanted to get closer. The energy surge I got from this exchange sustained me for the entire day - I wanted to change the world for the better. Okay so I know that this relationship isn't going to happen - it's fantasy. First of all paralysis sets in when I think about how hard it would be to live with such a young energetic human being. Secondly I know that my thought process is slightly tainted and not operating on all cylinders when it comes to companionship - I'm a desperate old man. Thirdly she has career, family and all the stuff in front of her - I don't. So as the day closes the fire has turned to a cinder and I don't know if it's good or bad. Amen.