Touch Me

So I was reminded this weekend of what is missing in my life. Human Contact. The actual touch of another person. I realize that while I'm not an overly touchy, feely kind of person, I need to share personal space with another human. The hello and goodbye hugs of my Inner Circle of friends just isn't sufficient. I need to be able to drape my legs across someone's lap and idly play with their hair while they idly stroke my calves. I need to sometimes curl up with my head in a lap and relax, just being that close to another person.

I just don't get that enough.

And I didn't even realize how much I missed it.

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I need food. Don't wanna cook. Don't wanna drive. Don't wanna pay an extra $2 for Round Table to deliver.

Crud.