I have found that the more I think about it, the less I know who I am. For the most part, I am playful, happy and carefree, but on the flip side, I sense my existence is of deeper meaning . Although I interact largely with the average male, who comes across as shallow, rebellious and devoid of feelings, I feel I belong to the minority that does not readily admit to being deep-thinkers, sensitive, and affectionate. I cannot begin to claim to be the perfect gentleman for I have had my fair share of mistakes and have known both sides of heartbreak. Note to self: it's OK to not be macho all the way through. Let the context of your personality flow , unrepressed .