I've had a few boyfriends in my lifetime. They've all been good learning experiences. In some cases, I've even ended up making friends out of them.
And then I went into retirement. I took a loooong vacation from boys, men, and boyish men.
Why is it that once I finally come out of hibernation I realize that going back inside my cave is probably best?
My stepdad once told me, "When it comes to women, all men are 13 year old boys."
He was in his 60s at the time. I think he was right.
But sometimes women are silly too.