Apparently, I do.

Is that too intimate to say?

I told you this was going to get to my deepest, darkest secrets.

These are the thoughts running through my head as I'm doing laundry or putting dishes in the dishwasher.

Do I even want to share that I quietly touch myself while my husband sleeps next to me?

I fantasize about going down on my neighbor on her porch while my husband is at work.

Do these things make me a bad person? A deviant?

Probably, but I'm not sure I'm in my caring era. The people pleaser in me died the day I fell in love with my best friend.

I've always been in love with the idea of a woman in charge.

Comphet really puts a damper on the whole "be whoever you want to be" mindset.

That's it. That's the update.