Ode

I like being 30, and since it will be over soon enough, I'd like to take this opportunity to tell you about the best thing about it: Women in their 30s. I like them. A lot. They're the same women that were 20 when I was 20, and 12 when I was 12, 16 when I was 16. I'm fairly certain of this, but they are different.

It has been brought to my attention in the past, and rightly so, that I love women. I do. I have since, I think, I was about 6. Maybe 5. OK 2. Pretty much as long as I could focus my eyesight. I don't know, there's just something about them that's so... well... not male; so other; so mysterious. Hell, I'm still amazed when I can get one just to talk to me. They've got this... this... *woman-shape*, and they smell great. I mean, they can be mysterous just looking in the review-mirror driving back from the convenience store.

Yeah. I love women. But women in their 30s? I don't know what they've done, but it's great. I want more of it. I love they way they're shaped different... better different. I love how they've seemed to have adopted, en masse, this kind of "fuck it all" attitide. I love the wrinkes they're starting to get at the corners of their eyes. I like that they've finally decided to admit that they like sex without having to feel bad about it. Mostly, I like how they still look at me like I'm nuts, but don't so much seem to mind anymore. I love that when I'm 40, they'll be women in their 40s, 50 in my 50s. It's almost though I could hardly wait, but for enjoying now so much. I only hope I can keep up.

So thanks.