Around; that’s my location. Not just anywhere, that’s not specific enough; but, around will do. The continuum that is life flows around me, but I stand apart. Occasionally I interact with it. I’ve had a few flings in recent weeks, but not with anyone I remotely liked or wanted anything to do with after the fact. My mind is vexed by the prospect that my body can be with someone, yet, ultimately, deep in my soul I want nothing to do with them other than sex. The women I”m attracting don’t do it for me, and the one’s that do it for me seem to be crazier than I am! Maybe that’s what I”m into though: crazy women. They perplex me, catch me off guard, and know how to push all my buttons; even ones that weren’t apparent to me. Yet, there are no crazy ones around me now, and this saddens me. All the women seem perfectly normal, and submissive. Frustration has set in, and that’s the problem. Maybe there are a few that just hide their insanity from me, but I’ll never know if they don’t show it.
Sigh… they’re all just perfectly boring.