I’m enjoying Winston. Whenever  I see him all puffed up and clucking and strutting around, I think of the Male Ego.

I struggle with maleness, and feel for men. Often closed up. Strutting and clucking around. Lots of ego. Trouble listening. Much of that has been beaten out of me,  and I sometimes find the only men I really like were either tortured as kids or humiliated as adults. Winston is a man, through and through.