I will never be the same
When you heard me say that, take no pity.
I don’t do well with pity. I want you to remember me as a man, a loner, a lover of nature and a lover in arms, seeking your receptive feminine to soothe that goddam fucking loneliness.
When I said I will never be the same again
It means I have lived a true life with moments and times of absolute glory, of warmth and love and hygge.
When I said I will never be the same again
It was the greatest exhalation of the half century I have lived.
And in winters past and the limited winters to come, that fire of long ago, still warms me on mountains filled with snow
😌
51-55, M
