Also known as navel-gazing.

It looks like I need to do some. Things are all in a jumble. I seem to be fucking the wrong men, in the wrong order, for the wrong reasons.

Right now I am too tired for the above reasons, but I will return to expand upon these issues:

• Date Boy – just after having his ego stroked, enjoying being chased more than the spoils?
• Iain – a kiss, a cuddle and a great fuck. Just what my own flailing ego needs.
• Bunny – the kinky fuckbuddy, a rehash of emotions old and older.
• My last love – am I not as over him as I thought?

for now though, I’m going to numb my brain a little on the sofa.