Driving past our new-ish Hollywood-inspired ‘LOVE’ sign on the way into Mullum had me reflect on the reality that despite being a fit and healthy, hardworking male, I’ve so far gone six years in this area since I was 29 without attracting much notice from the opposite sex.
I could continue looking after myself and working hard for many more years and doubt that will ever change – except I do get some women 20-30 years older showing their interest.
Short of attending ‘ecstatic dance’ events and being the creep there looking for love, I do my own thing, never seeing a female my own age, and if I do and I say ‘Hi’ I know they’re over being hit on, so I respect their space.
20–30 years later I’ll surely be a real deal creep, staring at females because they’re like Martians from another planet, but in that time I feel our big ‘LOVE’ sign needs a question mark on the end because I certainly have never seen it here unless its just a yoga teacher trying to market their classes.
Turn up the love.
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