In the beginning, women were a mystery to me.
Then, I started listening and it all became clear.
Then, I started listening really well and it became all too clear that the result was listening to them talk about other guys.
So, what did I do? I kept listening, really well, and eventually the love of my life decided that I was the only one she wanted listening to her and pure happiness was found.
Then, at some point around the birth of our first son, I stopped listening and started surviving. You see, the stuff I was used to listening about so well in the past started to change. There were hidden intentions behind certain questions now. “Do you like what I did with my hair?” suddenly had nothing to do with hair. So I adapted. As guys, we all adapted.
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