[Lizavetta]

I actually haven't thought of it for a long time, but this article brings up those unexplainable sad feelings again.

Life has changed drastically - by time, tragedy, wisdom.

I am with the second man in my life, the one I intend to be the last and we have such a visceral connection. It's kind of still there but at the periphery. Maybe it's a sadness that some day one of us will die that those post-orgasmic endorphins bring on.

Maybe it's some cosmic reality check telling you, "hey, you realize this ain't going to last, right?"

Who knows?

[muggs]

Maybe now that he and I have reached a certain age, it’s like, will this be the last time, (I can’t believe I just posted this”.)

Now with a recent hip replacement and two dislocations in the last 3 weeks, it might be a long time.