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.
Tycho