Ben
I woke early, and my mind was whirring around on something. I wasn't great at emotional stuff, so it usually occurred when I was at a standstill or a crossroads. I tried to figure out what was going on, but my brain was acting like a blender stuck on the blending cycle. The constant noise was beginning to give me a headache.
I had images of the past invading my thoughts, and a picture of me at Lindsey's the other night. I'd gone there for a good reason. It still went sour. s**t. Then my mind went to her beauty and how perfect she was when we were fully intimate with one another, that soft pink lace of her lingerie and the warmth of her body when we connected in a passionate embrace.
I ran the shower; I needed to try to relax. My whole world wasn't crumbling in around me, and if it w
