I’ve found myself lost in daydreams a lot lately. I say “lost” but that’s not quite accurate – I know exactly where I go. Back to a little apartment in downtown Toronto, a dimly lit room filled with potential and nervousness. I’m hoping that in writing this down, I can finally focus on something – anything – else. Or, at the very least, perhaps I can share my distractions with someone else…
Now I can hardly think of another word to describe the experience other than “entrancing.” Though perhaps “immersive” comes close, because that’s absolutely what I was; completely and utterly lost in my partner’s touch and absorbed in the sensations she introduced me to. We’d set up the basics of the encounter sometime beforehand, though we were light on specific details for my sake. I had a lot to look forward to, and the anticipation of the unknown was thrilling.