I haven't had much of a sex drive lately (which is probably good, as I've no willing partner). But it has got me thinking: maybe I am done with it not meaning anything. Maybe I'm done with it being just fun, and nothing more. Because the last few times, I realized I did want it to mean more. And it stung when it didn't.
And now...I haven't been craving it like I did. So maybe...I stay celibate for awhile, until and unless I find a man who's worth it.
So many just aren't.
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