Sex and stuff
Sometimes I worry that I think so much about sex and touching and being touched, and that I care so much about it. I know so many people who don't seem to care that much, and a few who think sex is totally trivial. I wish that I could just say: well, that's them and I'm me, but...I think I'm uncomfortable with my sexual preoccupation. Maybe it's being female, and a mom...I'm supposed to be all nurture, hugging kids and baking muffins. Well, the thing is, I do do that. At the same time, my body loves touch and longs for it. I guess some part of me thinks that I should focus more on spiritual and intellectual matters, as they are more important. But I DO care about spirit and intellect, I just care about body a lot as well.
I love the feel of things, I love sun and water on my skin, I love passion and longing.
After months away from fanfic, I've been reading some slash again. I promised myself I would not read fanfic in November in order to get more work done. That resolution lasted about 3 hrs. I'm still determined to get more writing done, but I'm in one of my very physically fired-up periods, it seems like.
I love the feel of things, I love sun and water on my skin, I love passion and longing.
After months away from fanfic, I've been reading some slash again. I promised myself I would not read fanfic in November in order to get more work done. That resolution lasted about 3 hrs. I'm still determined to get more writing done, but I'm in one of my very physically fired-up periods, it seems like.