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I do not feel like writing

I was told that when I feel tired and do not feel like writing, I should write. It sounds masochistic. But it is supposed to mean that there is something deep in my subconcious that does not want to surface.

So I do not feel like writing now and I got myself this far. I am typing away to see what will surface. What is it that I am hiding? Am I gay? I am sure that I am not. Absolutely sure. In fact, I just looked up and saw a woman sitting across from me with the most beautiful feet and it gave me the tingles. Some woman have such soft smooth looking feet that are just irresistable. She knows her feet are objects of adoration too. She sits there with her left leg crossed over her right playing with her dangling sandal by curling her toes slightly causing it to smack her heel gently. She then relaxes her toes and her foot drapes down creating the gentlest curve to be formed from her shin to her toes. Her skin has a healthy tan producing an image of walking on the beach in my mind.

Well, I am glad I wrote when I did not feel like it today as I certainly did enjoy it.

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