A Reality Bitchslap
A friend I haven’t heard from in ages called me today. He asked what’s new in my life. I told him about getting Lasik, the sports I’m playing, the management training, the married couple I can’t wait to make nakie with–after telling him all this I realized that for the first time in ages I sound happy. Funny how you stumble into it once you’ve stopped trying so hard to find it.
I asked him what he’s been up to lately, and he said he’s waiting for results from his doctors. He may be sick. Really sick. He’s thirty-one.
And so I proceeded to tell him about my new strap-on.
There are very few times when I don’t know what to say. This is one of them. And of course this is one of the few times in life when it actually matters.
