This weekend was phenomenal. A cabin tucked away in the mountains, a hot tub, lots of liquor and some of the best sex I have ever had. It was supposed to be a weekend alone. A weekend to spend with my thoughts, my writing and my photography. Instead, it turned into a weekend spent with someone with whom is my sexual equal and now I am afraid that my journey as a single woman has begun on a high note with nowhere to go but DOWN.

I have very high standards with regards to the people I spend my time with and to find that perfect storm of a man I can only assume will be next to impossible. And if I am being completely honest, over everything else, I am MORE worried that I wont be able to find a man that I am compatible with on a sexual level than I am am about finding one that I connect with on a cerebral/emotional level.

I wish I had the energy to expound on this subject however I am tired and in pain and probably need to sleep.