All in Sex
At the risk of sounding like an old lady, I find the phenomenon of dick pictures generally appalling.
The list of activities that I completely lost the ability to do seems endless.
Having been through a health crisis in the middle of the summer left me seeking as much adventure as possible during what little remained of the summer.
I love coffee. I need it to function. I am addicted to it. Can say most of that about sex, too, but I can’t say it’s an addiction. More of a “nice to have”.
It wasn’t until we were putting our seatbelts on for the long drive home from my romantic, idyllic log cabin at the lake that I realized what had happened over the last 48 hours.
The summer of 2017 turned out nothing like I expected or planned as much of our lives come to be. There had been so many forces conspiring for most of my life which culminated in this most surprising season.
We are either succeeding, or learning. Both are good.