Of course, I had watched it, many times before…but it never dawned on me, that he was me, or I was basically him.
Not every time, when asked, “what do you do?” he replied, “nothing”.
As if that was an odd response?
He wanted to be an island, a man, that needed no one, and nothing else at all.
I know most women don’t want to hear this, but I’m going to tell you anyway.
But, all men think that way, except, for all the one’s, that disagree with me, who have wives, and girlfriends 😉
He knew his music, and sneakers (see – British trainers).
The only real difference is that he had more money, and he had his hair, daily, messed up, which, I, of course, would do, if I could afford it.
I think I could actually…but they would have to come to me…
And he actually tried to attract dates, well, that might be overstating it a bit…
But, he honestly, never tried that hard. He was a slacker, just like me, who broke his day into chunks, I have some really favorite chunks…
But when I really think about it, Will, was not really, in my slacker class, at all…
But it would be fun to meet him sometime, in a pub (to use the English vernacular), and when he asked “what do you do?”
I could turn to him, and answer “nothing, not a fucking thing at all” and watch him grin…while holding back a tear.
“Who messes up your hair?”