monday morning masturbation
Listening to the blues as the rain falls from the grey sky, streaming down my window, moistening the tree staring at me, making its bark glisten, makes me want to touch it, feel the life pulsate within its tall phallic beauty. My mood reflects the weather today, grey, funk-filled and a bit moody. Doing laundry, grocery shopping, running miscellaneous errands, all require heading outside, the bottom of my jeans collecting water and city street gunk.
I’ve been back on my bike, riding through crowded avenues, avoiding potholes and red lights. It feels amazing, the adrenaline flying through my veins as the wind whips my hair, the sweat trickling down my back as my legs pump and my lungs expand. Nothing gives me more satisfaction (ok thats an exaggeration, i can think of many things that give me great satisfaction-but it feels damn good regardless) than slipping past 30 cars backed up at a traffic light and watching as the light turns green and being the first to bolt.
well now that I have had too much coffee and am feeling sort of restless I must walk away from the computer and well…. perhaps do a little monday morning masturbation.
kisses and a whole lot of touching-
xoxox- Morgana
