I seem to be suffering from some sort of bloggers block - or some general lack of a muse(s). Save last night it has been a while since I have been here - what was once more favourite place. my sanctuary, my creative hot spot ; my respite from the humdrum. By usual suspects for blogging have seem to have taken a hiatus with out so much as a note to me - before my thoughts would keep me awake and beg that those thoughts be vomited on this page; but of late I lay awake with random, meaningless thoughts bouncing around the corners of my mind - unworthy of the effort to roll off my bed and log on to drive one stroke.
My gosh I have not had one experience in the last few months which just begged for me to put pen to paper - what the hell is this?
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Women have truly been the bane of my existence; I have a perpetual love hate relationship with them – the love part being highly fueled by ...
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Every weekend over the last few months has been somewhere between good - great; with some "fucking mad" sprinkled here and there. ... -
She pins my hands against the wall, I'm disarmed and weakened by desire. The nakedness of this well sculpted caramel goddess now on mine...
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