I do fancy, or have fancied, older men. (A grey area indeed). It´s a genre of art I´ve been distracted by lately. For example the last book I read, The IceAge, is about a girl travelling around America with a much older man. They do have a sexual relationship, eventually. I can´t work out the age difference but she´s only legal later on in the book. (No illegal sex). Anyway she´s madly in love with him, but he seems to be the kind of man who, oh I don´t know, can´t really commit to one person. I think he loves her too, definitely lusts after her but is pretty gentlemanly about it. It must be hard for him too but it´s all from her perspective. It´s an interesting read, better than Lolita – this book being described as a new generation Lolita, well that was the sentiment – but for me the situation is the opposite. I´m the object of desire and the age difference does disturb me. Shit it disturbs me when the guy is in his 40s but this is a much bigger gap. Like his kids are in their 40s gap! But I´d be lying if I didn´t admit I love the attention and friendship. He is my best friend. I´ve told him nearly everything. Even that freaky stuff that still stresses me out.
In Stockholm I saw this painting called The Ill-Matched Couple. Hmm guess which pair I thought of! Especially as it´s an older man and younger woman. Big age gap too. I´m going to look up this painting when I get home – I´m sitting in a library in Reykjavik right now but my net time costs me money so I´m not going to look it up now. There´s money involved in this painting and possibly prostitution. I overheard a bit of a tour in English about this painting. I wish I heard it all. In some ways I agree with Jim, (whom I´ve told I love online, but still we sit at opposite ends of the screen on opposite sides of Melbourne), that if he isn´t rich why would you bother? (Jim´s about my age. That may be why the “love” thing went nowhere, ouch! I´m just teasing). I thought similar things, in terms of how I would explain our relationship and “justify” it in our culture. I doubt I could ever feel right about being a couple. And I want to be a full-fledged couple with somebody, some day. Please?
I'm A.M.Y. (A Miserable Youth) Well not so young now. Shy. Lonely. Sad. Funny. Not too stupid. Bored. Cynical. Sarcastic. Disappointed. Directionless. Available.
Sleeping In My Car
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It feels like all my Melbourne men are treating me like a leaper at the
moment. Where’s the love? Re, attention? It’s not like they’re all married.
And I’...
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