A Sex Free Break

I hate to think I am addicted to the Street. It's more comforting to believe I can quit anytime. I took a break because I was bored, but after six days I was back to my normal self. However, I decided to extend my leave by some some extra days just to gauge how easy it would be if I ever decided to quit. And whether  actually it would be possible. I did it, but have to admit I was helped by my very remote location, bottles of strong drink, puffs of inspirational smoke and an urge to prove a point. Well, again I have to be humble enough to admit that without the above concotion my effort would have come to naught. Prostitution, as I practice it, is not exactly addictive, but a way of life that does something, good or bad, to the brain making it a challenge not to love it, sometimes to death.

Anyway all said and done I enjoyed the break. In those days I was off I didn't have sex. I tried to dig deep inside me to find fulfillment in a sex-free life. I didn't get fulfilled but rather had this weird, happy feeling. I read lots of magazines, poetry and books. My favorite was a collection of short stories titled Drinking Coffee Elsewhere by Z Z Packer. And yes, I did some writing, but its on pen and paper. I will get sometime soon, pop in to a cyber cafe and type it out.

Well, I also thought about this blog, and my initial aim of " building a brand" . I could not agree on my own whether I am on the right track or not. Neverthless I will continue writing, and come next week I will make some few changes touching on the regularity of posts, diversity of content and some few other things.

Thank you for reading. And much more thanks for the plain, touchig, biting, stingy, good, doubtful, spammy, obvious, bad, egoistic and preachy comments. If you dropped me an email or message and I haven't replied to it, just give a day or two and I will get back to you. So this early in the morning  I have already dealt with some few tots of an affordable but marvelous strong drink. I now see a funky weekend ahead.