I woke up sweating

January 31, 2008

It’s the middle of the night.  My heart’s racing, I’m breathing hard… a voice booming in my mind,

“Am I frigid?”

The way a reacted to my man’s airport homecoming is bothering me.  Bitter, hardened women are frigid.  Not me, right? How could that be me?  I can’t sleep.

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