I was just in the kitchen opening a can of biscuits. I always hate opening a can of biscuits. You hold the can in your hand and slowly unwrap that label off until the can bursts open to reveal the biscuits inside. I just hate the anticipation of that can popping open in my hand. I don't know why, as I have never been harmed in any way, it is the just not knowing that makes it so hard to do.
It is a lot like getting a shot, I guess. You sit there, not wanting to look, just anticipating that needle being stuck into your skin and imagining the pain that will accompany it. Seldom does the pain actually bother me, it is just the anticipation that it might be different this time.
I find the opposite reaction to sexual anticipation. Although it has been some time since I actually had any sexual encounters, I actually do reflect upon those few recent ones quite often. I find that I actually seem to enjoy the anticipation of the sexual activity much more than I enjoy the sexual act itself. Craving the tactile sensation when someone touches and caresses your skin is a more intense sensation than the actual touching and caressing. I remember when my wife was alive, sometimes she would call me at work and tell me how very horny she was and how she could just not wait until I got home. I would be excited for the rest of the day, just imagining what was to come. On many of these occasions, her feelings would have changed by the time I actually arrived and I did not realize the actual activity I had eagerly anticipated throughout the day. My wife was sick and the chemicals in her body changed rapidly from minute to minute on some days. I never got upset that she changed her mind, because I was aware that the day's anticipation of the night's activities was more likely the highlight of that activity anyway.
Hmm, the thoughts one gets while opening a can of biscuits.
Posted by Tiger at August 24, 2003 01:43 PM | TrackBackMmmm biscuits.
i agree. If I get a call like that at work, I find it doubly difficult to concentrate the rest of the day, on work anyway.
Posted by: jaboobie at August 24, 2003 03:07 PMYou know, that's one of those things you don't really think about until a friend brings it up, and then you find yourself going "y'know, you're right!"
My worst flaw (in my opinion) is that I have an imagination that is a hundred times more vivid than real life. And when it comes to thoughts of sex, my imagination is even more intense. Unfortunately, that tends to render any actual encounters as...well, to be brutally honest, disappointing. Takes a lot of programming to get over that, and I'm still working on it.
The first thought that ran through my head after I lost my virginity was "...is this IT?!"*
--TwoDragons
*of course it wasn't, I discovered later. I had just wasted the experience on a total schlemiel...
Posted by: Denita TwoDragons at August 24, 2003 06:31 PM