I had a big little girl moment last night. Not very comfortable. I still feel it a bit today. Its something a small part of me would rather never need to express at all. Its a very vulnerable way to love.
Today I feel like teasing.
Some of it is teasing just because I’m feeling playful. I love to playfully tease those I really like and care about. I’m sweetly relentless with those I love. Its who I am.
Some of it is an expression of frustration and I want to pass it around. Not really appropriate, but I certainly know I’m doing it.
Some of it is a reaction to having no outlet to express the little girl moment and now that very simple. very vulnerable yearning has been folded into a woman’s desire for male attention and affirmation. My libido woke up this morning and now they are mixed together.
Just observing and feeling wistful…