Today i matured.
As ruff as its been, and as painful as the near future is likely to be, i wont ever be the same person.
Today i learned two things.
One. Sexuality is NOT the focal point of satisfaction.
Nor is it the one thing that will sustain us.
Not many elderly couples are tearing it up in the bed. But they have one anothers
backs unconditionally. And on any given night in ur typical couples bedroom, you're more likely to hear "rub my neck honey" than "do me harder, daddy!"
Handcuffs, dildos, and other erotic apparatus are just ADULT TOYS.
Sumthing to distract us from the norm. Because the norm is SO boring, right?
Maturity calls us to throw away toys, focus on what matters.
Just loving your significant other without all the extra bells and whistles is so underrated these days.
Facination with curiousity does NOT keep u warm at night.
U cant "nuzzle up" with experimentalization.
Sometime ago, the concepts of familiarity and simplicity became a bore to me.
As in any other pleasure in life, the perversion and overindulgence that this boredom can lead to destruction. I know that now.
The second is, you never truly miss a good thing til its gone. Never again will a divine blessing be taken for granted by me. I'll treasure it, protect it and love it in the manor that its truly worthy. I know this now, as well.
