As a regular, fun-loving fourty something year-old men (a.k.a Twink), my search for excitement and quest for pleasure, often leads me to the clubs of Kuala Lumpur's vibrant gay scene. In the past, my journey through this hedonistic abyss, has resulted in the formation of friendships, the attainment of partners, the meeting of lovers and has, to a large extent, quenched my thirst for thrills and good times.
Lately, however, I fear I have been encountering what most some gay peoples involved in "the scene" will undoubtedly experience along their own journey - the dreary sense of monotony.
Now don't be too scared my friends - that's MONOTONY, not monogamy. The dictionary meaning of this word provides little room for abstract interpretation - "Lacking in variety, tedious through sameness", and although I must take some responsibility for this sensation, I can't help but blame external factors like the same clubs, same music, same feces etc. Suddenly my world (it's capital being a Bangsar boy) has become very small, noticeably drunken evenings and not - so - glamorous antics are harder to get away with now.
May be it's a turning point in life telling me that more time should be devoted to that frightening stack of work and plan in my head, or that constant excitement and pleasure requires more diversity than is currently present. In life, many of us like to have everything structured and scheduled around a neat, cosmopolitan mode of existence - work during the day, swimming in the evening, a dinner date on friday, clubbing on saturday and brunch and shopping on sundays.
Sometimes it's convenient for things to be perceived as black and white, however, what is one to do when one suddenly find oneself in a grey area - when fulfilment and satisfaction from one sphere of one's life doesn't come as easily as it once did?
Bungee jumping, casual sex, and shopping on credit in my first inclination, however this would be nothing new. Over a bottle of wine with my ever so faithful, and wiser best girlfriend (a.k.a fag hag), I gained a little insight into my dilemma: "So you're bored, deal with it" and that is just what I am going to do. A new club, a new book, a new CD's, new travel plan in head, there are so many possibilities. And with hot weather in Kuala Lumpur, or maybe even a little romance...... or just spend my time at the pool enjoying myself being fit and wet
In a scene where it doesn't take long for everyone to know your last name, and in which people are having mid - life crises at fourty, it is little wonder we all run into grey areas at least every now and again, but it's the way we turn that grey into rainbow colours that counts....
Till then..........
Lately, however, I fear I have been encountering what most some gay peoples involved in "the scene" will undoubtedly experience along their own journey - the dreary sense of monotony.
Now don't be too scared my friends - that's MONOTONY, not monogamy. The dictionary meaning of this word provides little room for abstract interpretation - "Lacking in variety, tedious through sameness", and although I must take some responsibility for this sensation, I can't help but blame external factors like the same clubs, same music, same feces etc. Suddenly my world (it's capital being a Bangsar boy) has become very small, noticeably drunken evenings and not - so - glamorous antics are harder to get away with now.
May be it's a turning point in life telling me that more time should be devoted to that frightening stack of work and plan in my head, or that constant excitement and pleasure requires more diversity than is currently present. In life, many of us like to have everything structured and scheduled around a neat, cosmopolitan mode of existence - work during the day, swimming in the evening, a dinner date on friday, clubbing on saturday and brunch and shopping on sundays.
Sometimes it's convenient for things to be perceived as black and white, however, what is one to do when one suddenly find oneself in a grey area - when fulfilment and satisfaction from one sphere of one's life doesn't come as easily as it once did?
Bungee jumping, casual sex, and shopping on credit in my first inclination, however this would be nothing new. Over a bottle of wine with my ever so faithful, and wiser best girlfriend (a.k.a fag hag), I gained a little insight into my dilemma: "So you're bored, deal with it" and that is just what I am going to do. A new club, a new book, a new CD's, new travel plan in head, there are so many possibilities. And with hot weather in Kuala Lumpur, or maybe even a little romance...... or just spend my time at the pool enjoying myself being fit and wet
In a scene where it doesn't take long for everyone to know your last name, and in which people are having mid - life crises at fourty, it is little wonder we all run into grey areas at least every now and again, but it's the way we turn that grey into rainbow colours that counts....
Till then..........
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