I feel that my blog has already shriveled to an existence defined only by MFMs, HNTs and reviews. And yet at the same time I’m not entirely sure I have much to say. Life is life as usual. I work an entirely unsexy job, I pay entirely unsexy bills and I clean up entirely unsexy pet stains. Should I even be writing a blog based on a sexy life I don’t feel like I have right now? Heheh.
I went to a party amongst kinky friends a couple of weeks ago, and a munch not long after that, and yet I still feel stuck in a state of stasis when it comes to my kink life. Nothing much has happened since then, be it due to the busy lives of the local kinksters or maybe I’m getting shut out; I don’t know. I haven’t brought out my implements of BDSM in ages. My poor flogger probably thinks I hate it. I’m surprised nobody’s called the Rescue for Neglected Sex and Kink Toys yet. I should be brought up before the committee.
My sex drive is still alive but often it’s overwhelmed by a sheer need for sleep. Even then, though, my sleep is disturbed by dreams that leave me feeling even more tired when I wake and uneasy on top of that.
Maybe all of these are just lame excuses for not being the fullest person I can be. But then maybe when life gets a little derailed, things of a sexual and/or kinky nature are the first to be overlooked and overshadowed.
All I know is, I want my sexy back.