My brother is now living under my roof. He's in his early 50's. He stays physically fit, and he was always an attractive man I've been told. He dyes his hair to keep the gray under control. He's been on three dates this week with two women, one of whom seems very aggressively pursuing him. Both are attractive professionals with high profile careers, interesting and varied lives, and lots of qualities that someone my age who is single would certainly go for. They are chasing him.
Why is he living with me? Because three weeks ago I hopped on a plane to where he was living 2500 miles away to pack all of his belongings in a UHaul trailer and spring him from the mental health facility where he was in on a voluntary hold for his alcoholism, drug addiction, and uncontrolled bipolar disorder. There wasn't a crumb in the larder, the gas bill was unpaid, his life was in disarray, and there was a suicide note on the desk. He walked away from his professional live, and has 4 figures of debt.
So would I trade my life for his? Not a chance. But, buggar all, I sure wouldn't mind spending a week in his shoes, knowing what it's like to be dripping in quality p***y (and unmarried, of course) if I may be so offensive. It takes me back to our days in high school when all I could do was shake my head and watch.
The universe it seems is not without a sense of humor.
Why is he living with me? Because three weeks ago I hopped on a plane to where he was living 2500 miles away to pack all of his belongings in a UHaul trailer and spring him from the mental health facility where he was in on a voluntary hold for his alcoholism, drug addiction, and uncontrolled bipolar disorder. There wasn't a crumb in the larder, the gas bill was unpaid, his life was in disarray, and there was a suicide note on the desk. He walked away from his professional live, and has 4 figures of debt.
So would I trade my life for his? Not a chance. But, buggar all, I sure wouldn't mind spending a week in his shoes, knowing what it's like to be dripping in quality p***y (and unmarried, of course) if I may be so offensive. It takes me back to our days in high school when all I could do was shake my head and watch.
The universe it seems is not without a sense of humor.
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