Today, I’m going to delve into a topic that I usually only write poems about.


No, wait, come back. I’m not going to be graphic or anything, that isn’t my style.


I promise.

I’ve always had a rather healthy sex drive, but when my mental and physical health started going down the proverbial toilet, all of my libido fell by the wayside. My interest in any sort of sexual activities evaporated like a drop of water in a hot frying pan.

Well, it took a few years, but for whatever reason, it’s back.

After so much time basically being asexual, I’m really having a difficult time adjusting to thinking about sex again.

I look at my body and it’s not so bad for a voluptuous, middle-aged woman. I mean sure, some things could be more perky, but all in all, I might possibly turn a head or two if I tried hard enough.

(This is just the opinion of the author of this blog, which would be me. If you’ve been reading my blog for any length of time, you know I don’t think that I’m hot stuff.)

Let’s go with lukewarm stuff.

As the saying goes, it takes two to tango.

But it only takes one to watch porn. (Yes, I watch it. Shocked, eh?)

There’s a great free website…never mind.

I really wish that I could flip the off-switch again and go back to never thinking about it. It would make my life less complicated and frustrating, that’s for sure.

Douse the flames with a giant water hose and just be done with the whole fucking thing for good.

See, this post wasn’t so awful, was it?

I didn’t even use the word penis.