Fear

I’m getting two new knees in my 50s, and I’m terrified.

I’m trying to give myself permission to fantasize about off-limits women. It’s HARD!

I’ve entereda new developmental phase: fantasizing about scenarios that can’t, shouldn’t, or won’t happen.

A rough morning.

I find that if I mine my interactions with, and feelings about, various women in my life, I can learn a lot of interesting stuff. Mostly around my fear and uncertainty in dating.

A realization about my writing.

Damn I’m scared

I’m scared!

Thinking about fucking. And anger. Mostly, anger.

Charlotte’s gonna get fucked. And I feel safe.