I believed I was invincible.
My gayness became quietly accepted and, shock of all shocks, life went on.
Proclaiming a sexual preference is something that straight men never really have to bother with.
David Bowie and Boy George created a safely contained theatrical expression of gay style.
I am now faced with mortality. Definitely not the most generous move.
Perhaps there is no agony worse than the tedium I experienced waiting for Something to Happen.