This morning I woke early and slid into my lover's arms. Almost a full half hour of cuddling put us both in a good mood, easing us into the day.
After that I've spent a good portion of this morning chatting with a childhood friend. This nostalgia reminds me of playing in canals, running through the fields behind my home, and playing with my brothers and sister. I'm sure you're asking, "Where are you going with this Lesa?" And the truth is, I'm not certain.
There is an innocence that one remembers from a childhood like mine, a "Little House on the Prairie" childhood. Sometimes after writing some particularly "Kinky Fuckery" (awesome term E.L. James!) a person likes embracing the innocence, the undying love from your partner, the adoration from an innocent child.
Variety is the spice of life and I wouldn't give up my kinky fuckery for anything, but that doesn't mean I want it all the time, and I'm assuming it is the same for most everyone out there, so today take a breath and Journey into something a little different.