Don't you miss?

Another day, an acquaintance asked me if I “don’t miss” a boyfriend.

How am I supposed to miss someone that I don’t even meet yet?

Then he asked again. “Don’t you miss being with someone?”

Being with whom? I still don’t get it.

And he changed the question again. “Don’t you feel lonely?”

Ah, now I get it. No, I don’t. I love myself, I have fun by myself, and I do a lot of things that I love. I cook, read, sing, play guitar, take care of all my fluffy friends, take care of my almost-17-years-old son, I like to drive and listen to music, I love to go to new restaurants, I absolutely love to take tons of pictures, and I write a lot, and many other things.

Then he added. “But you never feel like you want to be with some, I don’t know, kind of man?” (because I’m hetero)

Then I had to stop and think. And I asked him, “You mean, as sexually?”

"Yes," he said.

To which I replied, “Oh, boy, you really don’t have a clue on how a woman is, do you? Let me give you some hints….”

A woman doesn’t chase men (in my case). A woman enjoys being appreciated, not objectified. A woman has a keen sense of humour and loves to live. A woman, my friend, doesn’t need a man (in my case) to be happy: a woman IS happiness — even on her darkest days, on her most painful nights, a woman IS love.

Now, if you want to talk about sex, plain sex, then here is the answer: I do love to make love, not pure sex; so no, I don’t miss a “man” to “have sex” with. Maybe 4-5 days a month a might have some elevated libido, but it’s just the menses talking.

When I meet a Man, if that happens, then I will not leave him quiet, because I enjoy making tons of love to the man (in my case) I love.

"Did you get it?" — I asked.

He just stood there, mouth open, shaking “Yes” with his head.