“I was born with an enormous need for affection, and a terrible need to give it.”
I’m addicted to something I cannot even feel.
Fifty Shades of Grey
It’s having its effects. Affects. I’m affectedly effected.
I’m transcending to a place where putting the book down is a punishment. Truly, at the base of the eroticism is a romantic wanderlust. I’m there. Seeing the surface and the unwavering under layers.
Soon it will be book 2.
To say I’m currently single would be a lie. To say my expectations have swelled is an understatement.