I feel a semblance of my old joy in myself returning… last night I flirted shamelessly and I felt DAMN GOOD about it (alright, I wasn’t shameless but I did flirt).

Funny thing is one of my very good friends suggested I needed to get out there and be coquettish since it seems to be a necessary feminine outlet of expression…. after last night I think I can agree. Imagine that. Flirting for self-fulfillment… LOL