Smitten with Him

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Sex Lies

(I drafted this some time last summer with the intent of filling in all the dot-dot-dots, but I think I like it better this way… ūüėČ )

Sex can be deceitful

If you have sex too early…

If you have sex too late…

If you only have sex…

If you never have sex…

Sexual energy builds tension but it also adds tension…

Yet the intimacy of it is vital

To feel the touch of another…

To combine with another soul…

It¬†replenishes one’s self…

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Monday Motivation: “Thank You”

*sigh*

Work…

What can I say… It sucks…

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Quiet

I am thankful to say that the reason I haven’t been writing is because¬†I have nothing really to write about. Things are mostly¬†quiet in my life.

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Finally

Last week I started the process of filing for a divorce.

I told Doom-n-Gloom on Sunday morning.

Broken Marriage Egg

I woke up at 6:30 and my plan was to make my breakfast and get some cleaning done in the kitchen before he woke up. Then, I would give *him* some time to wake up and eat and have his coffee. Once I knew he was fully awake, I was going to sit down and talk to him.

It didn’t work out that way at all — even though I was very quiet while I was working, he woke up on his own. After using the bathroom, Doom-n-Gloom walked into the kitchen and stood behind me quietly (he does that a lot with me and Thing #1¬†— creepily¬†standing a couple feet behind us and not saying a word until we do, then he grunts and walks away). I rinsed off a plate in the¬†sink and said, “Good morning” and (as I thought) he responded with a grunt.

Without turning around to look at him, I said, “After you’ve had a chance to wake up and have your coffee and eat and stuff, I need to talk to you about something important.”

“Why don’t you just tell me now?” was his response.

I took a deep breath and told him that he was probably going to want to sit down.

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