While Rabbit and I were sharing a myriad of things, the conversation bounced around and we got to talking about the idea of intimacy. We spoke about how for most people, intimacy and romance is exclusively surrounding the physical, and sexual aspects of a relationship. Then we agreed that on the scale of things, for us that's fairly low, and we enjoy that. And I'm fairly certain I've written about this before, but I am feeling more appreciative of it now, after having the talk which makes it more relevant. We talked about how it's the hard conversations that feel intimate for us. The times that we can share, and open our hearts and feelings to each other. The times when we curl up and share our favorite movies, or show each other the things that shaped us into who we are. Things like sharing food, or a quiet cup of coffee. Lending books, or just curling up on the couch and sharing memories. Talking about our anxieties, and fear...
My life is such an odd and surreal rollercoaster of kink, mischief, body modification and wonderment. Read along, and see the new pages of the journey that is my life, with all the sex, trouble, friends, family, pain, and adventure.