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red even more).</p><p id="6ad2">At first, the one silly thing was only the ghost of an idea — a diffuse sensation in my lizard brain. But it grew bigger. Slowly. Inch by inch. Once the cloud reached a decent size, words started to form. And, as we switched sexual positions, sentences appeared.</p><p id="0825">The concept slowly crystallized, written in letters of sweat and sex.</p><p id="facd">As our movements quickened and our heart rates rose, I started to understand the deeper implications. It was a life-changing idea. Intuitively, I knew it would become crystal clear at the moment of orgasm. I told myself to stay focused because the moment where I could understand everything would be brief.</p><p id="f010">At that point, I guess you’d like to know more about the silly thing.</p><p id="896b">So do I. That’s when I woke up from my drea

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m, alone in bed.</p><p id="3aa4">That was the bad news.</p><p id="3453">But the good news is that <a href="undefined">May More 💜 Tales</a> wrote about it:</p><div id="f0cd" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/waning-libido-lets-light-up-the-flame-ca79f8d9dd62"> <div> <div> <h2>Waning Libido? Let’s Light up the Flame</h2> <div><h3>I do admit to having had the occasional almost primal urge to climax, that took over my disconnected mindset and…</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*KGRzQ1VMzCxRaZMg11emNA.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

FAQ at midnight

I am writing this on the table facing the balcony. The moon is here. My lamp is discharged.

Do you know what discharges me? Words. Thoughtless. Erroneous. Repeating in active and passive voices. Stretching an obsolete conversation. Non-stop blabber. No ideas. Pure gossip.

Do you know what’s gossip? Repetition. Repetition of thoughts and rumors and facts. Facts that can not be changed and rumors that are too stubborn.

Do you know what’s stubborn? Expectations. Always creeping, stalking, intruding. And all of that unabashedly, if I may say. Criminal.

Do you know what’s criminal? Friday nights. Complete havoc. Hazy lights. Head bangs. Distant chattering. Booze. Consciously pouring glasses to get unconscious. What is that? Senseless.

Do you know what’s senseless? Well, probably this rant to you. I completely understand.

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