On Fraud and Attraction.

I was just watching another music video which featured film clips of high society bright young things dancing waltzes in opulent ballrooms to the music of Shostakovich, and I realised just how fraudulent the whole business of sexual attraction is.

When I was eighteen I was the one who got the girl because I was the only young man in the building who didn’t make up to her. I ignored her instead for the whole week that she was working there. It was my tactic. It worked. See what I mean? Fraudulent.

And now that I’ve finally grown up and come to understand the value of authenticity and respect, I’m one too many mornings and a thousand miles behind.