Enviable Self Control.

I know a woman who lives in a house with another young woman and a man of similar age. She tells me that she and the man spent a whole night on a bed recently, fully clothed and gazing into one another’s eyes. They both have their own reasons for wanting to remain celibate, apparently.

I do wish I were capable of doing that. In my case, such activity – or lack thereof – would be driven by necessity rather than intent.

I’m only putting this post up to get my October post total off thirteen. I’ll probably take it down when I’ve made another one.