I am waking up. Or rather, I can’t sleep. It’s almost two o’clock in the morning. I can imagine what I look like, were someone to creep into my cramped 6 floor walk up. I’m sweaty, naked, dried cum staining my underwear. A real peach of a picture. I get up, and go to the bathroom, rinse my face. I’m older than I think I should look. Jesus, was I always this…ragged? My stubble has gotten past the point of casual insouciance and is too short to be a beard.
I look like a hobo. Read the rest of this entry »