A Real Man
A real man is one who still plays like a little boy.
I love seeing a man with his playful love of life manifested in enjoying his avocations whatever they may be. It’s rare to view happiness, delight, enjoyment, appreciation, an eye for a new adventure/activity, etc. in most adults.
Same goes for females – where has your playfulness gone?
Most men and women replace it with some sort of stupid austere personality as if that is mature – to me, maturity is knowing who you are – what you enjoy – and doing it without giving a thought to what others will think of it.
Just do what you enjoy and love and appreciate! That’s living – and it is so beautiful to see in someone.