this week, i was naked for the first time.
sure, i've found myself unclad before, for, ya know, amusement. hygiene. voracity.
but i think i might have finally stripped off every last article. and it felt like october evenings and fresh socks and the truth.
in short, expect to see a lot more of me from now on, especially when he's around, the warm embrace of over-priced cotton that i'll never need to wear again.