I don’t think I can pass for “cuddly”, I’m better as “Cuddler”.
6 foot 2, muscular build (these days, most of the time), lets face it…it’ll be quite a search finding a female big enough to cuddle me.
Part of the reality of MY world…I have to be the ‘designated cuddler’. I don’t mind most times…but today, I WANT TO BE CUDDLED.
And in my psyche, I’m more of a giver than receiver (- my ‘selfishness’ was acquired )
Am I lonely? Maybe, dunno…
Horny? Doubt it, but dunno…
I want to be held and rocked. Almost like I want to be a child again.
No, I don’t want to be irresponsible and stupid, just want to be… a child.
Have someone, a female, fawn over me. No, not my mother *rolling my eyes*, it is important that I’m also attracted physically to this ‘someone’. Else it all wont work. My mind wont be able to let go and let “MAN Cee” slip away.
I want to feel someone coo in my ears, feel Another’s warmth on my arms, nest in the cradle of someone’s care, rest my head on some ample bosom, sense a female hustle and bustle about my flat while I lay back and placid with a hot cocoa, curled up listening to soothing music. Someone to take care of ME, today. This weekend?
If only there was a “Dial-A-Cuddler”. *sigh*
I’m so used to being there for people, taking care of everyone, solving their problems , listening, being big brother, son, mentor, advisor, consultant, engineer, goto person etc. SH*T! ManCee is tired! I feel like I’ve given so much and I need a refill. I want to have no cares for a while…mine nor others’.
Maybe I’m just weary. Maybe I just need a break from myself. Maybe I’m losing it. Maybe I don’t know what I’m talking about.
Maybe I just want to be a …’child for a day.’