Pizza, wine and sex. How could the woman be sober?
Top it up with a horror comedy. This has been a manifested evening.
Why do we hesitate to ask? Ask!!!! Demand. Go for it.
I’ve been quieting my useless inner voice, it’s been an enemy more than a friend. Or maybe I’ve been listening to the wrong one.
Off late though, the one that’s been speaking to me is the real one. Or I’ve been listening better, reading between the lines.
Anyway. Hormones aren’t playing the devil these days, so all is well. Otherwise it’s like a monster on the lose. Me. The queen.
Umm bye I really want to wake up early tomorrow and go down for that “morning walk”.
Leaving with the latest of me :*
A very human, human being. 