I'm feeling rather rebellious. Or having a midlife crisis. I know what you're thinking. Far too young. Perhaps I'm mature for my age?
You're right. I'm not. That's hardly the point. Change is required - Starting today. I'm tired of being everyone's fool. In future I'll just be my own.
From this nanosecond I’m growing my hair. Likewise and ditto designer beard. In three days time the specs are gone. Next month I’ll visit a stylist.
I’ve drawn the line at wearing cosmetics. Despite the advice of my curvaceous neighbour. Her opinions on this are certainly biased. She claims Russell Brand as a friend.
Mascara for men? Who thought of that? A dumber idea I’ve yet to encounter. Discounting that is my boss’s proposal that I should learn a new language.
I struggle with English. At school I learnt French. All of which j'ai now oublié. My chance of success is slimmer than thin. My choices were Russian or Mandarin.
On hearing this news I smiled politely. The guy after all had just bought me dinner.
I rambled on ... Paused for breath ...
Then a voice much like mine unexpectedly said ... of course .. I could always do both.
Adam ... x
denzil85


: pass out stone cold on the cold stone floor in just his undies and all wrapped round the bowl.
I'd say maybe you're having a mid-midlife crisis?