i have a fairly busy, fulfilling life. and while it's got it's ups and downs, as all lives do, i've made peace with most things and get a good night's sleep most nights. which is a blessing - it wasn't always like that.
but last night, i slept like a rock, leashed and bound. and this morning, after going through the motions of the usual morning's responsibilities, i lay down and - napped. out cold, snuggled under the afghan, eyelids fluttering by the woodstove.
why? because yesterday was a revelatory day.
yesterday, i discovered the wonder of multiple orgasms.
yes, ladies and gentlemen, i am 38 years and old, and i'm figuring this out only now.
my back is bloody, my thighs are wobbly, my brain is all a whir with endorphins, and my cheeks are chapped from tears.
oh. i *get it* now. yes indeedy i do.
and yes, Sir, i also get that they are not mine. which is the sprinkles on top.
picture of cupcakes and sprinkles in honor of D, and because it's the closest i'm likely to get to processed sugar any time in the forseeable future.
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