Every month, every week, every day, every minute and every second counts when my biological clock is ticking and my hormones are raging. I admit I do need a man!
As author Nizami Ganzavi aptly wrote in “Laila Majnun”: “Only man can know the pain of having something he does not need, while needing something he does not have…”
Some of my friends told me that I don’t need to be married to have sex, but I really don’t want to go there. I would rather have sex in a committed relationship as in a marriage. Then it would really give a deep meaning to the word “making love”.
There are 100 ways to speak your mind, 200 ways to write your thoughts, 300 ways to get angry, 400 ways to say your piece of mind, 500 ways to find your lover, 600 ways to leave your lover, 700 ways to please your lover, 800 ways to piss off your lover, 900 ways to please your mom and yet 1000 ways to piss off your mom. But there is absolutely NO WAY I am going to remain a celibate for the rest of my life. Arrrrggghhh noooooooooo!
Does not matter what took me so long, but what really matters is that I have arrived – finally🙂