Back after twenty years away and everything has changed
Posted as paper_anniversary
- Looking for
- a dominant man who remembers what this was like before the apps
- Experience
- Very experienced once. Then twenty years away from all of it.
- Around
- west, London
I was deep in this in my early thirties, then I married a lovely man who would have been horrified, and I have just come out the other side of that at fifty four.
Coming back has been odd. The vocabulary has moved on. Things I did for years now have names, and some of the names are worse than having no name. Everyone is on a phone. Nobody writes anything longer than a line. I have been told twice, by men young enough to be embarrassed about it, what a certain word means, when I was using it before they could spell it. None of that is a complaint about young people. It is a complaint about being spoken to as though I have arrived from a cold planet.
What I want is one man, west side or reachable from it, ideally within fifteen years of my own age, who wants something continuous. I would like to be given a shape to my week again. I would like to be expected somewhere. I am not in a hurry, I have my own house and my own money, and I have no interest at all in a weekend that has to be planned like a wedding.
One practical thing: I have a grown family who know nothing about any of this and are not going to, so my house is complicated and my weekends are less free than they look. I will not be doing anything that gets photographed. I will not be joining a group. And if the first thing you ask me is what I look like, I will assume you have not read this far, because nobody who read this far would ask that first.