Nameless, Undefined Longing
Do I need more chocolate? champagne? a strippagram? Yes, yes, please send all of the above. But I also crave a huge, smooth, warm, glistening, stout, noble (yet pleasantly stubby), sword-like and assertive (yet respectful) throbbing, pulsating, fulfilling... something...
And yet, instead of being grumpy and frustrated, it feels extremely.... uplifting! and my spirits are bouyant. I may very well take flight and shower little bits of fairy dust and fragments of god-awful porno poetry on you all, like a marauding erotic angel in a (crotchless) gossamer Tinkerbell outfit!
Okay, I admit I've had far too much coffee this morning. "Whatever gets you through the work day...."
But writing this post took my mind off the WILDLY GLAMOROUS tasks I have to accomplish at lunch time - buy mouth ulcer tablets for daughter, egg food for the baby budgies, stain remover for son's sports gear and toenail clippers for Evil Husband.