Everything is just a pretence, a guard put up to forget the reality of things surrounding the mind. Without it, crashing, falling, burning apart would be just the start.

Ouchies. Chest is hurting. Coughing like a dying pile of mutton! Sigh! Guess it’s a sensible night with films, being warm and drinking hot (and mainly vile) drinks.

Jeez. Whatever happened to drink, drugs and rock and roll…

I think for some women there is a constant battle within their sex lives. Some women believe themselves so strong, and independent, that they can’t enjoy slightly ‘degrading’ sex because a man is in charge. And they find themselves disgusted at the enjoyment they feel. I do see this point of view clearly, but people need to realise that your sex life doesn’t have to be as you are in other aspects of your life. Submissive men, for example, many of them are completely ‘boring’ business types.

Mini-rant over.