A meeting

I’m on a bus on my way to meet a new friend.  He’s a martial arts instructor,  personal trainer and stunt man. 

We are having dinner,  which in itself is a nice thing as he is a real interesting character but I have other plans for our conversation.

I’m a bit of a social chameleon, and have always believed that you are your friends.  So the plan is to meet some new people who are more physically active than I and to see if it rubs off.

So I will admit my plan to him and see what he thinks.  Sounds very odd this but I’m getting to the point of desperation.


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