Sunday, 5 July 2009

Accused

I was recently accused, on a few occasions, of being a nice guy like it was some vile insidious disease. The implication that I should be avoided, quarantined incase I infect the entire population with this horrid new leprosy. At the time I found this quite cutting and wondered if I should learn to mask this affliction. make an effort to bite my tongue when I had an urge to do something that might be considered 'nice'

since then a friend has shown me that this infection is, in fact, my principles. It is the thing that makes me comfortable in my skin anything else would leave my actions awkward and forced.

These principles may leave me with a dress sense that leaves a lot to be desired, I may never be cool, or hip, or hard, or laddish. I am often rather clumsy in both my actions and my thoughts. The current affairs of the world largely pass me by. I doubt I will ever even care, let alone understand neither politics nor the off-side rule. These things have no importance in my life and I doubt they ever will.

To the casual observer my morals, and hence my actions, may be largely suspect, but if anyone takes the time to understand my intentions I would hope they would find them pretty much on target.

Maybe these qualities make me something rather different than the norm, maybe I never quite got the hang of mimicking the stereotypical alpha male, I suspect that that simple fact alone will leave me permanently on the sidelines when it comes to the whole dating game. I may take the occasional  bombing run into the breach but it will never be somewhere that I could take up permanent residence that passport will always mark my affinity to the periphery.

For the most part I am content with that thought, I have my principles and they stain me with their colours. There will be moments in my life when I will see the spoils the alpha male takes and wish them to be mine. However I am unsure whether I would, or could, give up the things that I would need to in order to gain that life.

For I have seen the depth of colour available at the periphery and I am confident it is merely a matter of time before I find a colour to compliment my own.

 

 


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