two different worlds

About 4 years ago, I went to a gay club with Liam. While I was dancing with Liam, I saw a cute boy next to me. His hipster-ish fashion was straight out of an Uniqlo ad with bright colors that highlighted his blue eyes and freckled cheeks.


Like a moth to a flame, I immediately started dancing with him, leaving Liam behind. His name is Stan and he is about 8 years younger than me. While we were dancing, I appreciated his body. He had a natural fit physique and turns out he did gymnastics when he was growing up.


We talked about his adventurous life. He lived in Japan for several years, which explains his Harajuku style fashion, and just moved back to America. He has also traveled all over the world. He mostly likes Asian cultures, food, people, and of course gaysians. Apparently, I live under a rock compared to Stan’s travel to, what appears over 100 countries. (I just Facebook stalked him and reviewed all of his travel photos). On 03.08.2015, I wrote about Jeremy who inspired me to experience a new place every year (See Love + Adventure = Happiness). However, my credit card is experiencing too much.

Despite my physical attraction to Stan, I couldn’t find anything in common with him. Also, I admire Stan’s freedom to see the world. But I felt like we lived in two different worlds. I was in my 30’s and only wanted to have fun in the near-by locales. Stan was in his 20’s and only wanted to have fun elsewhere.

Love + Adventure = Happiness

I am currently reading a book called “Into the Wild” by Jon Krakauer and this paragraph in the book intothewildmade me pause and ponder.

“So many people live within unhappy circumstances and yet will not take the initiative to change their situation because they are conditioned to a life of security, conformity, and conservatism, all of which may appear to give one peace of mind, but in reality nothing is more damaging to the adventurous spirit within a man than a secure future. The very basic core of a man’s living spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.”

IMG_1771This reminded me of Jeremy whom I met about 10 years ago. He was in his 30’s and worked in the military service. He was slightly shorter than me, but fairly built, that “all-American” type with piercing blue eyes that puts a spell on you.


Although I have a “no sex on first date” policy, I was so turned on by his military trained rock hard physique so I violated this policy. Sex was so loud that I heard our neighbors giggling during. I usually get very vulnerable staying naked after cumming and post-sex chitchats are always awkward. But, his eyes, again, distracted me and we cuddled, as he told me about this three important passions in life: friendship, adventure, and love. He has traveled to many different countries and lived in some places while he was stationed. He spoke in conviction (with his blue eyes) about friendships and how he stayed loyal to many people he has met worldwide.


As an introvert, it is extremely challenging for me to talk to people. During the entire plane ride, I mostly keep to myself sitting next to a passenger I don’t know. When I am out at bars, I tend to mingle with my friends rather than trying to meet new people. But, if someone does approach me, people find me very easy to talk to.

Jeremy’s definition of happiness was the most simplistic view yet the most important core principles to live by daily. He inspired me to be more adventurous and dip my toes in the extroverted world. For the past 10 years, I visited at least one new city every year and during the travel, I did at least one new adventurous activity like parasailing, snorkling, water-skiing, skydiving, and zip-lining. I always return home from these trips feeling more confident and enlightened. 


Jeremy eventually moved to California and we occasionally have phone sex. We also exchange Christmas cards every year.