My mom is apparently worried about my personal life, because she asked me the other day whether I have some "physiological problems" or not. It took me a while to realized that she was asking about my sexual orientation. At that moment, I guess she was as embarassed as I was. To my suprise, she still remember the names of two women that she knew I dated. Mom must really like them. To be honest, sometimes I also wonder what it would be like had I married one of them. Well, time flies and no one can go back through time. I am destined to a different woman, I guess.