I have been sooooo aware of my springtime desires, lately, to put it nicely. I wonder when it will be time to meet someone. I still am feeling a bit vulnerable, as though my heart has some bandaids on it that aren’t quite ready to come off. But my body doesn’t feel that way at all. Ah, to get the two in the same place, and then to actually meet someone. That’s the rub! I guess I’ve been living in a cave, but I hadn’t heard the term best friends with benefits until lately … and I like it. Putting my best vibes out to the world to treat me gently but to fulfill me…
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May 21, 2009 at 2:03 am
Michele B
Whoa. Me too!! Me too!! It’s only been six months since the divorce was final and I moved out. And I know things are just too raw for me emotionally and I would be no good to anyone at this point, and can’t realistically start another relationship. But man oh man. Perhaps it is the Spring time and the natural “urges” that sometimes come upon one at this time of year?? I also like the idea of a friend with benefits and find myself looking at a couple of my male friends with a lecherous look in my eye. I was investigating some of the dating websites the other day and I saw that one of them has that as a category for what you’re looking for. Anyway, I hear ya sister.
May 21, 2009 at 6:21 am
Jennifer
I already slept with my one male friend and it didn’t go so well. Indeed, it’s that bad — I have NO male friends outside of married couples. Sad state of affairs, but that’s what happens when you freelance from home and have kids. And I agree: it’s spring. Ageless spring. I’ll probably be horny in May when I’m 90!
May 21, 2009 at 2:39 pm
Lara
ha – I hear ya. I just told a friend of mine, “I think it’s time to take a lover!” (for some reason I said this in a British accent)…