Decisions

Goodness. Sometimes it's difficult to come up with a topic and sometimes it's hard to decide which one to tackle. This is the latter.

I miss my nude.

Sounds weird? Well, it's cold out here (not even that cold any more, it was very cold half a week ago) but cold enough to keep the heating going. The good thing is: there is heating. The bad thing: heating the house up enough for nude time is expensive.

That's why I miss my nude. It's very costly to do that. I know there are people who don't care and put no price on their nude time. I do. Maybe I'm too cheap to pay up but I don't see the point in handing out money for something that will come for free in a number of months. That said, I do still miss my nude.

It's during the clothed period of the year that I realise how wonderful the unclothed part is.

Often I wish I could disappear into my stories, to the places where people don't have a trouser in the world, where nude is the norm and no one blinks at it. I'm even jealous of Sheila and her family, for they get to live in a naturist resort. Damn, why aren't there more of those around? Does anyone know?  🤣

Do you have times when you miss your nude? Share your misery!