So I’ve been quiet over the past couple of days. I wish I had some real life things to report, but I don’t. I get up, go to work, go home, eat, go to bed. Essentially that’s been my life for the last few months, hence the long weekend I’m about to take. I won’t be near a computer, well USING a computer from Thursday night to probably late Monday night. I will be ‘away’. But I WILL be back.
Ohh and you have to put up with another day of rambling from me before then… sorry.
One thing I’ve been thinking about, prompted in no small way by Pinky’s promptings, is sexuality. What defines it, what I think it is, what it means to me, and where the boundaries (my boundaries obviously) lie between sexual – erotic – perverse (and even if they are in that order).
Obviously this has prompted discussions with my beloved wife, and despite the fact that we’ve been having sex (on and off) with each other for 12-13 years we still manage to keep things quite fresh. However those thoughts are for somewhere else. But you know me, I’ll be writing something about them soon…).
One other thought that has just popped into my head was our first time together which was the ‘first time’ for both us. Funny how I can’t get past the location, and as far as I know the only person I can chat to about it is Billy Connolly. (Please don’t ask, the obscure reference is all you are getting!)