I am participating in The Sex Diaries Project. You wake up and there is an email waiting reminding you to post a two to three sentence entry: thoughts and feelings about sex or things related. For seven days. The diaries are anonymous. You should do it. It's fun...to see how different people are, and maybe how the same in some ways. Anonymity is awesome for getting people to be real.
I am reading a lot about alternative relationship styles.
Joe just read this quote out loud from Sex at Dawn: "By 1917 there were more vibrators than toasters in American homes." What does that say?
Does it seem like I'm obsessed with sex? Is it inappropriate for a 51 year old? I have no idea. It seems like most people think about it a lot, even if they don't talk about it. It's pretty easy to get people to talk about it. It's right there, just under the conversation about "I need coffee," or "Did you like that blogpost?" or "Let's get lunch now."
But you don't talk about sex with everyone. You don't really want to talk about it at work. Except maybe a comment about a movie or a celebrity or someone else's sexuality. Or sexual policy. All of which can hint at your own sexual politics and predelictions. At work you are a cog in a fast moving wheel and don't really have time to think or talk about anything else. And you don't really want to think about what other people are thinking about except for work related things.
Which means at home all those pent up thoughts and feelings can fly freely and express themselves. Hopefully. Hopefully you can say whatever you want at home and laugh at things that are weird and talk about them with you partner or your girlfriend or your lover. Things that are potentially embarrassing or even stupid.
I said to Joe the other day, "It's so weird that we fucked and made three babies. And now they are adults out doing shit in the world. Just because we fucked. It's so weird."
He said, "Fucking is the only way people get here." For some reason that was hilarious to me. That every single person on the planet is here because someone fucked. Well, except for those who were made in a petri dish. But it's safe to say that every single person is a result of someone's orgasm. That little burst of pleasure. No matter how little or big.
Joe said, "It's weird how rarely fucking is about making babies." Most of the time fucking is a social act. A way to connect. Sometimes it's awkward or one-sided, and sometimes it's super hot. Just like any conversation or social interaction. It's best when both sides bring their whole selves and are fully present. And how often does that happen? Often, if you are lucky or demand it.
I am reading a lot about alternative relationship styles.
Joe just read this quote out loud from Sex at Dawn: "By 1917 there were more vibrators than toasters in American homes." What does that say?
Does it seem like I'm obsessed with sex? Is it inappropriate for a 51 year old? I have no idea. It seems like most people think about it a lot, even if they don't talk about it. It's pretty easy to get people to talk about it. It's right there, just under the conversation about "I need coffee," or "Did you like that blogpost?" or "Let's get lunch now."
But you don't talk about sex with everyone. You don't really want to talk about it at work. Except maybe a comment about a movie or a celebrity or someone else's sexuality. Or sexual policy. All of which can hint at your own sexual politics and predelictions. At work you are a cog in a fast moving wheel and don't really have time to think or talk about anything else. And you don't really want to think about what other people are thinking about except for work related things.
Which means at home all those pent up thoughts and feelings can fly freely and express themselves. Hopefully. Hopefully you can say whatever you want at home and laugh at things that are weird and talk about them with you partner or your girlfriend or your lover. Things that are potentially embarrassing or even stupid.
I said to Joe the other day, "It's so weird that we fucked and made three babies. And now they are adults out doing shit in the world. Just because we fucked. It's so weird."
He said, "Fucking is the only way people get here." For some reason that was hilarious to me. That every single person on the planet is here because someone fucked. Well, except for those who were made in a petri dish. But it's safe to say that every single person is a result of someone's orgasm. That little burst of pleasure. No matter how little or big.
Joe said, "It's weird how rarely fucking is about making babies." Most of the time fucking is a social act. A way to connect. Sometimes it's awkward or one-sided, and sometimes it's super hot. Just like any conversation or social interaction. It's best when both sides bring their whole selves and are fully present. And how often does that happen? Often, if you are lucky or demand it.
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