Possibly not the best time to blog, because I'm feeling not a little exhausted and a touch emotional (sleep deprivation!), but I'll do it anyway to let loose the demons.
Thought through what happened last night; whilst the female attention was all well and good and rubbed the ego the right way (which is slowly backwards and forwards across my shaven scalp, fact fans!) it's not really what I'm looking for. Yep, attractive, pushed all the right buttons on the physical score, but a case of back to mine, do the deed and jump straight into the taxi. I'm fairly sure she found the time to wipe, if not the cabby's going to be wondering who let the snails loose on the back seat. While it's nice to actually have sex (a teenager throwback), I've discovered I want the warm body next to me through the night more than anything else. Bit of conversation after?! Erm...the chance to say "good morning", even though you know full well that they're regretting the barcadi and cokes and the bright light that sears the retinas off at the crack of daybreak. I could always learn to say it in an ironic fashion.
So, to sum it up; sex is no longer a priority (visualise the queue of head scratching blokes with blank looks). Affection is a serious priority, whether it leads to the funky monkey or not. A distinct possibility of saying good morning more than once in this lifetime is another. Don't get me wrong, I'm not throwing myself into a serious relationship with the first person that shows up, unless against the law of odds, it clicks in all the right places, because that'd be leading both myself and the other person down the garden path, left turn into fantasy street and into the wasteland. Going to carry on dating and I guess that one day I'll hit the nail on the head. And no, that wasn't innuendo about "nailing it".
For the meantime, perfectly happy with both being single and the possibility of something else kicking off. I've got illness to cope with (and coping well with), a rapidly re-expanding circle of good and close mates and my head into everything (my natural state of being).
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