I met this guy for coffee after work. We’d been chatting through an app for a couple days. We met at a coffee place just a couple blocks from my house. Before meeting him I had no intention of having him over, but these things happen. My apartment was super messy – like always. I had him over anyway. We made out on my couch, but things didn’t go further than that. I have been really craving human contact. Not really sex, but rather just the feeling of someone else’s hands touching me. A connection of some sort. Sex is nice, but I want more than to just get off. I would see him again, but the knee surgery definitely complicates things. I won’t be having sex for quite a while or probably even having anyone over like that. It’s not nearly as much fun making out on the couch with a fucked up knee. We’ll see I guess.

On an unrelated, but super awesome side note, I have 960 more minutes to work. Then I’m done. Yay!