Till I was maybe 40, I looked for romance in the usual ways. It was nothing but thrill seeking, and I now know that I wasted a lot of years in that. That instant spark, the hunt, the daydreams... all were part of it.
I found the true romance of my life after coming full circle three years ago - at home. I'd discovered that romance is really unconditional acceptance flavored with a very high comfort level. And yes, only my wife could give me that. Can you imagine how deflated I felt when I found out that I'd been looking in all the wrong places?
Yes. What bothered me the most was the immense amount of time I'd wasted. And the fruitless, aimless running around. I will not get those years back now, but it is funny somehow. Well, never mind - what about you, young lady? Have you had any luck so far?