My Date With a Mat (No, Not a Man)

Melting Into Me Time, Selfie

All lasting romances are rooted in well-being. What we bring into relationships is exactly what we get out of them. I’ve mocked about the need to have licenses for birthing to annual drive testing. Quite often, I’m convinced there’s ample room to add sanctioned permission for intimacy to that list. Having been consciously distancing from the courtship machine the latest few years of my living, and long before social distancing…