For a few years, I have been struggling with the urge to go with a woman. My friend always says that he doesn't like it at all. According to him, he says almost every girl here has a girl, & then they mash up each other (with their love, toys or whatever). He did not elaborate much, so I can't say what his exact thought was.
As much as it may try to overtake my senses, it usually makes for a good laugh or it makes me aware of myself again when I'm blank/mindless/lost/on another planet/feeling nothingness.
It's like it says, "Hey, remember me? Wake up.... Snap out of it! You're drifting again.... If you drift too much, I'll take advantage of you...." I usually come back for a moment, a little more alert than I previously was.
I'm going to be thankful for the little things.
(For anyone reading this, I am not knocking anyone or making fun of anyone or judging anyone. This is just an account of my personal struggle. Feel free to join in with something that challenges you.)