A first time…..
This morning, I felt a need to turn my desire into action. A need to no longer just think about what a part of me wished I would do. A need to actually do it.
So, saying a prayer, I took off my clothes and opened my bedroom door. I didn’t want to be naked in the privacy of my room anymore.
Making sure I was alone — the other occupants of the house might not approve of me being naked, and naked was, I felt, no state to have such a conversation in — I walked to the living room.
Nudity was reserved for the bedroom or the bathroom. So it was… interesting… to be naked in a room that was neither. Walking around the living room, I felt like I was seeing it with new eyes. I felt like, all my life, I had been wearing a “Clothes Filter,”…
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