I hear you. In my mid fifties, I feel very much the same way.

Writing about it brings it back for me sometimes.

But you never know. Like I was telling young Fred Shirley just the other day, love almost always strikes when not expected, lightening before the storm announces itself.

One moment you’re just living your life and the next, you’re snatched into Eros’s arms, without planning or even trying.

Life is mysterious that way.

Writer. Runner. Marine. Airman. Former LGBTQ and HIV activist. Former ActUpNY and Queer Nation. Polyglot. Middle-aged, uppity faggot. jamesfinnwrites@gmail.com

Writer. Runner. Marine. Airman. Former LGBTQ and HIV activist. Former ActUpNY and Queer Nation. Polyglot. Middle-aged, uppity faggot. jamesfinnwrites@gmail.com