Have I been voodooed? Everywhere I look, everything I read is laying sex thoughts on me.
Am I being prudish?
Okay, I'm a prude, I'm can't stand the Viagra, the Cialis ads interrupting me whenever I turn on the TV, which I do often-- I use TV rather than a radio.
But we are being bombarded with sex and sexuality. Is it the vogue -- all the clothes on, clothes off in art, films, books, theater, fashion?
Is it natural, normal -- that I find myself wondering rather uninhibitedly, and quite frequently find myself picturing others intertwined?
Is it NOW -- the end of the world fears, decaying society, disintegrating environment?
Why has sex become so important?
In one of my novels ("SOMEBODY") I wrote:
"The conversation enhanced his moment on the moon, heated her to a state of fuzzy intoxication that seemed more absorbing than last time. Or was it the time before that? Why was it that the specifics vanished? A second or two of ecstasy, more precious, more sought after than gold, less talked about but more on everyone's mind than any single subject, yet for all the focus, study, preparation, practice, those fragile fizzy seconds were gone in a flash, leaving no impression, just vague before and after memories."
I wrote that years ago, but it still seems (to me) to be true.
So what do I think IS important?
Isn't it what you do and how you fill your day -- what use you make of your time? For me, sometimes it feels as if I have plenty of time, but other days, time is flying. I remember after my 20th birthday, each day I was aware of growing older -- aware that I was sort of losing something I thought was very precious yesterday, when I was a teenager.
Like what? Beauty? Probably, and energy -- the desire to reach, grab, own --to taste, touch, feel just about everything.
Okay, I've grown up. I don't feel the same way about a lot of things. Anyhow, I have to say that I find the sex-sex-sex stuff that's everywhere --not stimulating, just plain annoying, and boring.
Cmon, 'fess up -- what's on your mind right this instant? Food? A loved-one? What to wear? Some task you ought to do, that you haven't done yet? Sleep? Is SEX, any aspect of, it on your mind?
Well, I've said enough, but I can't help wondering if I'm missing something that you who are reading this can explain, that many other normal people can easily explain.
What IS "normal?"
Here's an interesting, not boring test that sort of, maybe tells you if you're normal: