I practice all kinds of safe sex.
There many different kinds of safe. Safe in a biological sense, wear a condom. Safe in a physical sense, have a safe word. Safe in an emotional sense, clarify intentions.
I can’t say I’m surprised that, given how we’re each other’s minority and all, that you’ve taken to filling my inbox with sexual retorts. These are some of the tamest…
“Good to hear that that you got laid 10 times yesterday!” ~ Christian D.
“Yeah love this stuff — real and to the point. Keep fucking.” ~ Rick R.
The metaphor of the email list being the bedroom can be carried further:
The platonic friendship is a passive email subscriber.
The friend with benefits is a ‘once in a while’ customer.
The wife is a lifelong advocate that will buy anything you offer.
I’ve collected my fair share of battle scars. I’ve had to file a restraining order, pawn an unnecessarily expensive engagement ring, and do DNA paternity testing (twice).
While none of those are metaphors, the experiences have taught me a lot about life — specifically about relationships. A bad relationship helps illuminate the good ones and a good relationship helps you see what would make it better.
If you’re tired, like I was a year ago, with having to “sell yourself” then slow down and build deeper relationships. Steve D. reminded me of this yesterday commenting:
“I’ve been on an unsubscribing spree lately but want to keep you in my inbox.”
If I hadn’t closed the door with the 109 unsubscribers from yesterday — I wouldn’t have been able to open this relationship with Steve D. who followed that statement with another 294 words… and his wasn’t even the longest response.
Another 22 unsubscribed yesterday, woot! I don’t want these emails to come to anyone that doesn’t want them. I want to find people, like you, who are ready to go deep — people who know that big relationships require a bigger investment.
What’s a single sentence metaphor describing the current landscape of your mind?