I do….

love

I read this a few days, ago, and it got something in my head ticking.

I never had much connection with Oscar Wilde, but when I was in Galway, there was a bench with a statue in the likeness of him.  Then I found some stickers with quotes from him, he has been haunting me really ever since.

Being an autonomous female, being courted by Woden, is a compliacted thing.

One thing, is I ache for physical connection, sex and a human body next to mine.   Last night, I remembered how it is to Love myself.  I used to have more ‘dates’ with myself.  I had stopped that when I had a partner.

Now, finally, I find I am able to open myself up to myself again.

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