Welshrogue

Being the type of person I am, I tend to want to write a lot. I don’t because a lot of what I want to write isn’t worth reading. Does anyone really need to know my thoughts on which side of toilet paper to use? And I am sure no one else cares that I finally got my tail light fixed on my car after several years of tape.

Sex on the other hand tends to attract a lot of attention as everyone likes to read about it. But I can’t write about it, not as me anyway. This blog is an everyday blog that anyone from my wife to my friends, even to my parents should be able to read without worry. Sort of a PG version of my life, no graphic details of this mornings bowel movement and no pictures taken at the time. It also means that my thoughts, and being a man, I have many, on sex, the nature of sex, and exactly how kinky my life really isn’t tend to be kept in a very small dark place in the back of my head and not get let out no matter how much they scream!

The internet is responsible for opening up people’s minds to sex, and differing forms of such things. It encourages people to write about their feelings, wants, lusts, their past conquests and even post images. It allows people who may not be able to express themselves in their everyday life to sit back, relax and let it all out.  The more you read, generally the more knowledge you gain. Obviously not everything you read is true, but some of the imagery is still fun to think about

I am humming and ahhhing about perhaps doing a secret blog, a unlinked blog where I an say what I want to say, and let interested people into the rollercoaster ride that is my dark side. It might be something I regret but I if I do this, it will be unconnected with this blog and therefore shouldn’t reflect on the pureness of me……. I dunno.