Rolling along

I read something interesting the other day, that Esther Perel, who’s like a thing when it comes to relationships and sex, says sex is not a thing you do but rather is a place you go. I like that.

(I would like to pause here to note that I’m using WP’s block editor, which is I guess some new thing, and as far as I can tell makes it harder to do things like add hyperlinks to your fucking post, which is fucking idiotic. Why is there no obvious way to select text and make it a fucking link? You’re kidding me, there’s no fucking “add link” button? I just fucking did it manually but jesus christ.)

Anyway, I like that description. The last three or four times we’ve fooled around my wife has said it was the best ever. I don’t dispute it; EVERY TIME is the best ever because it’s new and different every time. Have you experienced this: every orgasm is unique. I’m doing my best to try different motions every time, but it’s not just the things I do that are new, it’s the places we go. And it turns out that even when you have hundreds of them in a night, they’re all different.

Brief note to acknowledge that I am married to Venus, Aphrodite, Oshun, Rati, and I am the luckiest man in the world. But also after the last few nights and my lingual performance, I’m confident I deserve her.