i have so many thoughts i want to spew out onto the page, but i don’t know how to articulate them. not bad thoughts, just a million things to think about. meaningful or not. isn’t this always the sort of thing that happens late at night? while drinking, usually. but out of all the things running through my head i will say this, TMI: i go through phases of craving sex. hayes is always “dtf.” ok, 99.9% of the time. but right now i am craving it constantly, i think it was the atmosphere & vibes in california that brought about this round. however the desire can be lost in an instant & who knows when it’ll return, no matter what the case. it’s both a good & bad thing we work opposite schedules. when we first started dating, we’d spend the weekends together, free of responsibility, bunked up in his room only getting out of bed to answer the door for dominos. we never wore clothes those days. we also had a wicked lot of n.r.g. then. i think when the spark is lost it’s cos everything else gets put first & that very necessary part of life is neglected; you know, the rest of life gets in the way. & we both have too much on our plate now to constantly live naked. but somehow we still manage to find a way to get back to those carefree days. except now instead of days, they’re just carefree, naked moments.
