Women will never understand the simple joy men get from just existing.
A man can arrive in a new city, walk around for hours, explore random streets, observe people, and be completely fucking content.
Then a woman joins.
Now there needs to be an agenda.
Cafe. Restaurant. Shopping. Tourist spot. Photos.
Next location.
Something always has to be happening.
Meanwhile, a man can grab a good drink, sit in the town square for three hours, watch the world move around him, and think:
"Yeah. This is f*cking nice."
No itinerary. No entertainment. No destination.
Just existing without needing existence to entertain you.
Being a man is peaceful.