I was having coffee with a friend this morning and he mentioned that he thought I seemed happier lately. I was surprised because I feel like I am usually pretty even keel, but the fact is I AM happier lately. Happier because I am finally having sex for the sake of it. For the pleasure and the warmth (and the heat) and the banter and the intensity and the sweat and the hot breath in my ear and the exhausting, invigorating, transcendent fun. It’s amazing and delightful and while part of me despairs over all the years I wasted worrying about stuff that doesn’t seem important now*, mostly I’m just happy to have finally come to this conclusion and intend to have fun making up for lost time.
*I was going to explain all the things I used to worry about here, but I find I can’t be bothered.