Marry-go-round position

In my search for a nicer version of gratification that is felt in between; I found nothing but one position that can replace my chocolate craving into a deeper unity with my innermost urge. Supposing I have attended my usual ritual of super-ego guilt. Then this night would be not as absolved or be as free. If I take simple utility work as something just for the heck of seeing my window ledge clean, then I would not use Windox as my lubricant.

The unusual habit of being outside of the box; is one tendency I take, mostly for three reasons. 1. I need further attention, 2. I'm guilty of something or 3. I'm hot but no ice cube statue can be erected to ease its intensity inside. And this came as a thought when I was doing the effort to release my unwanted toxic. How tough love can be unforgiving when it is not being allowed to be free, just because conditions apply when one gets involve, yet the diabolical duality of making a choice is simply just irresistible as to having beer while flying kites in the bathroom.

I thought maybe a ride in a Marry-go-round position is a nice pace, like the shape of earth as round and not square. That is why as I was observing hotels some beds shape like hearts; and some are rotating movements.

Lastly, before I go to bed and start a day of unusual cerebral walkie talkie, while trying to get a hard-on conversation with my other silent sexually/romantically deprived personality; I just want to write this to remind my self someday. I think and feel that if we all recoil in our own usual dwellings and push something that simply beyond our power to release; we just run into a circle full of marry-go-round riders full its like self-preservation versus proliferation or coffee versus milk-shake.

I hope monday will start in a day as sunny and the usual business of growth. Getting harder and hardcore .... bell that and let's get it on!