I'm sick of winter. The days are getting longer, enough where the advancing sunlight is making me want to do things, to come out of hibernation.

The coming of spring also has historically kindled the fires of desire for the pleasures of the flesh. Lst year was something of an exception, but this year seems likely that it will be back and ravaging beyond where I've been before.

That's a little scary, really. It puts me at risk for making bad decisions, rationalizations clouded by hormonal activity, AKA thinking with my dick. I've tried to avoid that because I've seen firsthand the stupid things done in the name of gettin' some, and done maybe a few myself.

Not that there's anything wrong with gettin' a little nookie. It's more the stuff that comes along with it when you're not careful. Nookie baggage, as it were.

I can feel it coming like a storm on the horizon.