The word “intimacy” comes from the Latin for “depth.” Love is not about going ‘out there’ and finding someone. It’s about falling ‘down there’ and finding ourselves.
“Would you like some rose refresher?” she asked, holding up a small opaque bottle. “Of course,” I replied from my position on the sofa. “Close your eyes,” she said. Then, from a distance of mere inches, she delivered four spritzes to my upturned face. “How does that feel?” she asked. “I’m a new man,” I said.
When I was in primary school I got into a physical fight with a classmate. It ended briefly with me sitting on his chest. And I was crying. And he looked up at me and said, “It’s OK. It’s OK.”
When did it start, this business of hugging my clients? I can’t remember.
When spontaneity departs the bedroom, sex is a habit. Break it.
My 17-year-old self says, “Are you out of your mind?”