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Sexually active

At a clinic visit this week the Medical Assistant screens me. “Are you sexually active?”

I say, “Um, what do you mean?”

“Are you sexually active?”

“Um, I do not have a partner.” By now, I really want to laugh.

She still looks confused. “You are not sexually active.”

“Ok.” I try not to giggle. Apparently her question series does not cover um, solo sexual activity and I resist telling her about the downtown sexual health and toy store. The new multispeed, multipattern suction toys are, well, enlightening and INSPIRING and EXPLOSIVE.. Or, um, something. Snort.

Let’s just study the dome. This is from Venice and tells the story of Adam and Eve.

I have sent a message to my physician saying that they may want to rephrase the questions. “Do you have any sexual partners?” would be more enlightening as far as sexually transmitted disease risk. Heh. The whole thing cracked me up. My blood pressure was still 108 over 70. Ha, so there, heart disease. My English/Scots father’s family is adapted to tobacco and alcohol and my father ran a low blood pressure even with 55 years of unfiltered Camels in his lungs.

Heh.

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: dome. This is the Basilica San Marcos, which has multiple domes. This one tells the story of Adam and Eve. I now want to paint one of my ceilings. The bathrooms have too much moisture. I suspect this will not enthuse future realtors.

Alone and lonely are not the same thing.

Fantasy is good.

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Agates

This is a song that needs a tune. Message me if you have one for it…. and thank you

Let’s go to the beach and take a walk
Wander down the sand and share a talk
You have your life and I have mine
Meet for a little while, that suits us fine

We’re searching for agates
You show me how
I’ve lost interest in beach glass now
The clear ones let the light shine through
Like a friend that is always true

Short walks, long walks, walks for miles
Talk wanders, past, present, sorrows and smiles
You show me how agates catch the sun
You find three and I find one

We’re searching for agates
You show me how
I’ve lost interest in beach glass now
The clear ones let the light shine through
Like a heart that is always true

You say in the winter the agates hide
With rain and dark you say we’ll go inside
Make music and sing and learn new songs
And see what else comes along

We’re searching for agates
you show me how
I’m getting pretty decent at finding them now
The clear ones let the light shine through
They almost shine as much as you


written 10/9/20

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lift

For photrablogger’s Mundane Monday #109. I took this photograph in 2011. This is a solo synchronized swimming routine. She lifts her legs out of the water to dance above it, while her arms are keeping her in place, lifted, against gravity,, never touching the bottom or the wall. Only the girl and the water and held breath and arms controlling the position and legs following the music and the lift…. it is not actually mundane, is it?