I know most gay men have a thing for guys with rippling muscles, and I get that. Beef is sexy. But I also find slender young men to be awfully sexy in their own way. When I was in my late teens and early twenties I was skinny as a rail, and I never thought I looked particularly attractive because I lacked much muscle on my frame. But now I look at photos of myself back then and realize I looked pretty sexy. I guess we all want what we don’t have, right? It’s human nature.
I was up at nine this morning, and after a quick breakfast, I took a cup of coffee to my office and got to work writing fresh material for my novel-in-progress. I wrote for a couple of hours, then I read the Sunday newspaper, which had some interesting articles in it. At least all the election hoopla in Florida has died down.
It’s another beautiful fall day, here on the island. The sun is shining, our high temperature will reach 73 degrees, and there’s no wind blowing, just a perfect Sunday for outdoor activities. After lunch, I will taker a three-mile walk on the beach for some exercise. I need to wash my car inside and out because, at this time of year, flocks of northern birds manage to crap on it no matter where I park. I have a little yard work to perform, and some correspondence to take care of, so my day will be busy.
I spent my late afternoon and early evening yesterday with an old friend. He had recorded the Florida/FSU football game (which started at noon) so we could watch it later in the day. The game was great from my perspective because the Gators romped, and will likely go to a major bowl game. It’s a far cry from, last year’s lousy season, and the first time the Gators have beaten FSU in five years.
All right, everyone, I need to get going, so I will close this post by wishing all of you a very happy Sunday, wherever you might be today. And keep smiling, it’s important. 🙂