morning thoughts, bedtime thoughts are not the same

I have literally no plan for this post so you are going to get some massive train of thought stuff here.  I’m watching the French Open which I love.  You never know what is going to happen on clay.  We’ve already had a retirement on the men’s side, feel better Grigor, major upset on the men’s side, go Pablo and boo Dominic you bother me lol, and a fine on the women’s side for Naomi Osaka for not doing her post match presser as well as a promise for more heft fines up to default if she doesn’t agree to do them.  That was cosigned by the other major tournaments so we’ll see what comes of that.  The tournament also said they had reached out to her to address her concerns but she hasn’t said a word so they can’t fix what they don’t know she wants.  Ahh well, the matches are still good.

I renewed the domain name for a few more years.  It’s my totally passive aggressive way of ignoring that I don’t know what I want to do with this space if anything other than blog.

And unrelated to any of that wholesome content lol I have been having some repetitive thoughts at night.  I keep envisioning someone who just lives between my legs at my beck and call.  The head is always bald as I lightly massage it and keep it on target lapping at my inner folds.  Someone like my ex that always made me feel like he was trying to put his entire face in my pussy and just camp out there until I passed out and then licked me awake again.  Then when I am good and sleepy I’d like to be penetrated while we spoon and dose off to bed but that allows me to wiggle on a dick in the middle of the night and when I wake up before we start all over.  Yeah fun dreams.

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