When the Body Drives the Mind  

SincereSiren 42F
47 posts
5/31/2006 12:50 am

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6/28/2006 5:00 pm

When the Body Drives the Mind

There are days when I feel like I could probably hop any man that strolled into my path and not think twice about it. Luckily, I have a very good moral sense of what I think is right for me. (Please notice the phrasing of that statement)

I'm not really sure what causes this to happen other than biology and a desire to be that near someone. These are the days that masturbating 6 or 7 times just doesn't even begin to scratch the surface of what I would do to some guy.

Man, I miss having a relationship.

SleekIcilyVarix 42M

5/31/2006 1:19 am

Miss having a relationship..you're not alone there. I miss a lot more than the reliable, amazing sex with a woman I loved. I miss it all.

rm_scorpiosaga 45M

5/31/2006 2:17 am

How long are you single again SincereSiren?
You know in time you harden yourself again and get back on track.
Its just a matter of perspective, I mean: at least stay happy about the fact that you have two hands to work it out!
One day you meet another guy, when you got lucky he stays three or four years.
I really begin to understand that life as we know it today, isn't the right playground for serious long-term relationships anymore. Because of the lack of pride and honour, but also because of the common life conditions who give us so much freedom.
I think our generation first got to experience real oppression or recession followed by some post-war/ economic reconstruction, before we can understand the real value of staying together till death do us part. We can only fantasize about it but we’re too spoiled and complex to maintain a relationship that lasts.

SincereSiren 42F
24 posts
5/31/2006 2:33 pm

I've been single since January but even before then - the relationship I was in wasn't "ideal", we rarely saw each other and he had other commitments.

I think the fact that our dating pools are so big now is the problem. Everyone keeps looking over their shoulder for the next best thing. Used to be you would find someone in your town or the next nearest town - settle down and make the most of your life.

I so should have been born in the 40s. I tell people I'm a very old fashioned chick in a very modern package. I believe in all those family values people had in the 50s

rm_scorpiosaga 45M

6/1/2006 12:16 am

I'm sorry to hear that.
I understand your wish for good values.
I believe in family values too, still I'm afraid that the frame of the 50s doesn't fit anymore.
It won't last for a month!
I believe we have to invent them ourselves all over again. Life is much quicker these days.
Competition is harsh, life is expensive, it’s very difficult to slow down on a regular basis and pay a lot and lots of attention to the other. It takes psychological skills these days to talk with your partner about really important matters. You talk about values of the 50s, back then a husband wouldn’t speak for two weeks when he and his wife had a `discussion.’ And she felt guilty!
I think its time for us to really make some choices. For example; a career is nice as long as your single, but when you meet the right one, you have to chose where to put your ambitions in to, at least find a golden mean together. A healthy relationship means to make time for each other, otherwise what’s the point in having it? It’s good to make money but you have to draw a line when it comes to extra ours of work. Quality of life is number one!

SincereSiren 42F
24 posts
6/1/2006 2:06 pm

Some peoples quality of life is work. That's how my life is these days anyhow - there's no one worth slowing down for so I likely wont. I work around 120 hours a week and that's getting ready to shoot up here for the next couple of months.

I'm, for the most part, okay with the fact that I will probably never find someone I want to make time for - doesn't mean I don't miss how a good relationship can be.

rm_scorpiosaga 45M

6/2/2006 12:20 pm

Your absolutely right.

Up4it796 57M

6/12/2006 2:56 pm

I read a story recently I'd like to share with you.It's about perspective.A man went to Greece, to write a book.He stayed for some months with a close friend's family.One evening,during supper with his friends, he overheard a young couple nearby arguing.Embarrassed for the young couple, he acted as though he hadn't heard, but his discomfort was, apparently, obvious."Ah, they are making love" his friend said.His look of confusion led his friend to explain.You see, the Greeks, at this time, arranged marriages. They didn't believe "falling in love", or" chemistry",led to a committed relationship. They believed you constantly hammered it out, that you 'made' love, it didn't just happen.Picture the 80 year old couple constantly bickering. Are they still 'making love'? I'm not saying I would stay in an impossible or abusive situation, but this made me stop and think. Your comment about the 40's brought all this to mind, " making the best of it ", you said.I think making the BEST of it may be enough.

SincereSiren 42F
24 posts
6/13/2006 3:11 am

I've often said I would have done well in a time of arranged marriages. Granted, there would have been no large dowry heh.

SirMounts 103M

6/16/2006 4:03 am

So You're the girl who jumped Me for sex while I was walking down that wooded path!
Welcome to blogging, SincereSiren. *smiling*

SincereSiren 42F
24 posts
6/20/2006 5:16 am

I always wear a red riding hood costume when I jump men on wooded pathways - you sure that was me?

SirMounts 103M

6/25/2006 1:19 pm

Well, it happens... so often to Me. Aren't you the one with the cute... dimples? *winking*

SincereSiren 42F
24 posts
6/27/2006 7:18 am

I have no dimples heh.

SirMounts 103M

6/27/2006 3:39 pm

Well, as a woman, pretty close, anyway. *winking* lol

SincereSiren 42F
24 posts
6/28/2006 6:41 am

Okay, I'm lost, I'm going to go find Hansel and Gretel and ask to borrow their breadcrums.

SirMounts 103M

6/28/2006 2:56 pm

Amazing how conversation can go careening off into this direction or that, isn't it? *winking* lol

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