Have you ever noticed those reunited couples at the station? Just how cute are they? haven't decided whether I should envy or pity them.

Jealousy should be appropriate, since I seem to be paralysed by the presence of any member of the opposite sex.

Maybe I'm just not interested. Then again... Maybe I like to think I couldn't care less, because it gives the impression of having an option.

Basically, I'd just like to have my share, like all the others.

That's it: just to make love on strange places with girls I can forget. To be able to say that I've had my wilder years and have learned a lot from those shallow, meaningless affairs, based only on lust.

Ah, forget it!

I just got too wise, too soon.That's the gift I'm stuck with.