I’m in love with a short bald individual. I just look at his smile and see the endless possibilities and the beauty of his youth. I’m talking of course, about my beautiful nephew, a soul that just melts my heart. I bet that headline piqued your interest huh?

But it’s true, one look at this beautiful baby, and I crumble into nothing. His soft beautiful hands, the smell of his wonderful baby skin, and his lovely and beautiful bald head. This is why I think, even I, a man, must have my own biological clock. I feel it ticking.

I could only imagine myself, being a father, caring for my baby. This soul that will depend on me for everything it needs. This soul that will need feeding, clothing, and bathing. And this soul that will need my unconditional love.

I am indeed, at present, in love with this short bald individual, because he looks at me with wonder, touches my face with curiosity, and makes me feel, that despite all the strife in this world, this little person only knows love and wonder.

How glorious it is to love this baby. Full of inspiration and the brightness that it exudes — I have found my fountain of youth…