- I savor lovely single malts while I smoke fine cigars….
- I enjoy the taste of char broiled fat and flesh…
What also “makes my day” is…
- The scent of a woman…
- The smell of my dog…
- The eager anticipation of “what’s next”…
- Mud between my toes….
- Breathing heavy while my thighs burn – from being physical…
What REALLY makes my day is…
The feeling in my heart – that comes when my eyes – touch yours…
This is called BEING ALIVE…
- Tasting…
- Touching…
- Teasing…
Inviting more of what is – more of what you are – to show up in your attention….
Notice that all that REALLY is…
- …is always there…
- …but hardly noticed….
- … and THAT is why so many “men” live FLATLINE lives…
- The cigar I am smoking RIGHT NOW is called a Filthy Holligan….
- The single malt is from Dufftown….
And you….
I invite YOU to touch me – with your eyes – as I touch you with mine….
Mock Men settle for thoughts and thinking…
- Real Men both sink deeper…
- …and soar higher than most people can imagine….
Join me…
Mr Twenty Twenty
Leave your footprints behind….
Ask a question…. leave a comment… you’ll be glad you did….
