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a little sticky the morning after

Dear Diary, I woke up disheveled and a little sore and sticky this morning.  I feel more vulnerable and somehow more grown up all at the same time. I’m not a virgin anymore.  None of us are.  We’re all a little disheveled and wearing little, secrets smiles.  It’s Pride weekend and the vibe of many of the plays last night had that resonance.  There was a feeling of not holding back and of letting things out of the closet.  I […]