After 40 I finally realized that the only one type of male I’d admire are guys like Sergey Brin…
I don’t regret anything since time is no-revertible, but I do reflect what I have done wrong big time. My blind kindness fucked me up about understanding of friendship, love, and loyalty. Ironically, but finally like a dream waken up. I assume it’s a good and positive thing to cheer up as positive as always.
Great lessons, lifelong learning never fades away.