She went to work at Koffee Krisp and I continued working on my book. Now that we were officially together, there was no need for me to go to the coffee shop every day, although as we’d been dating, I had popped in from time to time. It’s funny, the fears we harbor. Isn’t the company line that all we guys want to cling to is our independence? We want to be as free as a bird, with the ability to do anything and everything we want, whenever we want to do it. Who hasn’t heard a friend or two question another friend about becoming tied down with a particular woman? “You’re giving up your independence,” they’d say, as if that independence was a prized possession. And what did those guys do with that independence? Aside from the freedom to freely pass gas, scratch themselves inappropriately and lounge around the house in their underwear, the pair they’ve worn for the last five days, they used that independence and freedom to chase women. We spend so much of our time acting like women are the old ball and chain, but when we’re not locked down; we’re out looking for the very thing we fear is going to put us in a ball and chain.
