Chafing against the confines of motherhood, that's me, yes. Restrictions that only exist in my head? = Yes! But in other peoples' heads, too. Heads are hard. This morning I thought, Why, if getting laid solved most of my problems, maybe I'd better keep myself tuned up.* And it took, like, ten whole minutes! Just couldn't get there, if you know what I mean, and you do, God, don't you disgust yourself? And so that was fine and all, but it left me feeling like my mind is strong but it's not very supple. I want to be able to slip in and out of lots of exotic mental positions really quickly. I want to be, like, the Ninja of Everything! Is there some kind of mental yoga I can do to get a more flexible body-mind? Or is that Scientology?
*Jack had taken Jackson out for pancakes. I am not the type to sit around and masturbate in front of people. Except you guys! Ba-da-boomp!