Good afternoon, my sweaty fellow beings! The day is hot and moist and not in a fun way. But take a page from the play book of the little jumping spider in the seat beside me. Stick to the shadows. Crawl around on the floorboard. And stay a safe distance from the writer weilding the flipflop.
Have a great day!
I’m a fan of cartoons. I was looking through my timeline and saw one that caught my eye.
It showed stretch marks, fat, and hair on a woman and her acceptance of it and how beautiful she was herself.
Do you ever wish you saw more realistic romances? I mean, they can still fall in love within a few days, but maybe some more imperfections in our heroes and heroines? Just curious.
May the night be bold and beautiful!
I hope the rise of this morning’s sun finds everyone well.
I’m off to write the dirty. Wish me luck!