My Wife, My Solace

As a man, I primarily think of my identity in individual terms: I like sports. I am a geek. I enjoy making a complete idiot of myself to embarrass my daughters or for a laugh. That's why it never ceases to amaze me that when I get all stressed and befuddled by life's many mysteries and I go off into my mental man wilderness, that no matter what map I consult or theory I settle upon to get through the twisted thickets and ominous thunderheads that I imagine are threatening me, a few minutes of discussing my predicament with my guide, so many of my troubles seem much smaller.
A woman's approach perhaps, but it suits this man just fine.