Eros and Creativity

Creatively, I am fallow right now...I miss (and seem to almost desperately need) Eros to be stimulated and productive...

As much of a dick as J was, he did stimulate my creative juices...we produced some great stuff when we were together. I think I nearly fancied myself a writer at one time in our trysting; all because of the urgings of Eros.

I dreamed about M last night - he and I never had much creativity between us, we just seemed to fit together in a solid, pragmatic sense.

I need my fields fertilized; I want to feel the creative kick in my belly, I'm needing to bloom again...