I used to...

Hold on.

In a relationship, I would hold on. Hold out. To the bitter end. I would wait. I would hope. I would wonder.

And I would suffer. Alone.

Now, as time races past me like a freight train going by a bum, I do not do that any more.

If there ever will be someone special in my life, she has to do the following.

Hold on tight.

Grab on and cherish me as the most important thing in your life. And I will do the same for you.

But I will not wait around.

I will not wait until you have it all in order. When all the T's are crossed and I's are dotted. I won't sit around and be happy with a very small piece of a life.

I have suffered enough.

I am making a stand.

For anyone who does decide they want me.

All in.

Or all out.

And the difference now, is that I will not wait.

I've waited nearly 53 years.

Had enough.

Go big. Or go home. What the fuck are we living for? Tomorrow?

There is no tomorrow.

There is only today. LIVE IT.