Crossroads....

So tonight I've reached another crossroad. In my efforts to move on and forget about the past men of my life...I manage to entangle myself at both ends of the spectrum.  Yeah, a 35 year old man, and a 47 year old man. Not sure where this is going to go, but I'm just going to roll with it and have fun.

35 is young, but he has responsibility and he's extremely insightful and articulate.  He's fun, cute, and he's willing to take things at face value.

The 47 year old is opinionated, athletic and definitely has his own sense of self. He's not sure how to take me, because he wants to assume that I don't know squat, but I continue to surprise him.  There's something about his cocksure ways that is irritating, but fun. But here's the thing....

I realize that since I ended my marriage, that I haven't really been out with anyone older than me. They're all younger...even if only by a couple of months.  Is that a good thing? It's almost as if I have a fear of being with someone older than myself.  They don't have the same views, they tend to age themselves before their time. I'm not ready to go quietly. I want fun, excitement, challenge...etc.

But I don't want gratuitous sex.  It has to mean something or I'm not into it.  I don't mean marriage or a long term commitment...But there has to be something there. Ah well...

One step at a time.