In quiet moments when outside distraction is mitigated by the absence of color, excitement or stimulation I am left to ponder my life, its events and my experiences. Sitting in the dull icy quiet of the van the stark reality of Marie’s and my relationship unraveling became crystal clear to me. My MMO ability and being rewired opened the door for her to engage fully in male sexual response and in turn realize her own sexual awakening. ...
Looking through the ice obscured view of the windshield I thought about how much it was a physical metaphor for my life. My future was a unclear vision. I thought about the sensual freewheeling and fast moving weeks that were ahead of me and the fact that I had no idea where they would take me. The upcoming events and experiences were all new for me and they were all unknown. The next thing that was...
But it was not just Marie’s leaving that set my world upside down. My downward spiral began with my dad dying a long slow death earlier in the year. It was surely time for his departure as the quality of his life in his 90’s had declined to the point that he would have said what he was doing was not really living. Dad was an avid outdoorsman, fly fisherman, hunter and lover of the forests and...
It was one of those charmed Indian summer mornings on the mid coast of Maine. The early fall chill of night had lightly frosted the colorfully changing leaves of the village; the smoke of the first wood stove fires of the season was rising from the dozens of chimneys visible from my window. As the sun rose, its warm golden rays turned roof frost on the house tops in the village to change from frosty white...