Whether it was a cold breeze or warmth from the afternoon Sun, it felt so good on my bare hide. Exposing myself in public... Playing without fear of judgement... It felt good to be surrounded by a community of people doing the same thing.
Its painful to think about this happening only once a year.
That's where I always get stuck
I don't know.
I don't know.
I think "Journals of an Intelsexual" shines a light on sex-positivity, broadening people's perception on sexuality and fetish; but what's next? I am racking my brain trying to figure out my next steps. I've taken a few shots into the dark, submitting applications to open positions within the sex industry and reaching out to kindred spirits. I feel this to be a tremendous turning point in my life, both professional and personal.
All I can do is pray
This passion is weighing on my heart for a purpose
I await to see what surfaces
Photos courtesy of Boisterous & Tommysole |
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