Confessions of a Licked Cupcake: Cars and Garages

It’s no secret I haven’t blogged lately.  For anyone who might still check in occasionally, I apologize.  I believe I am finally coming to some of the answers that have eluded me for so long, and while this is a beautiful, exciting thing, the imperative to blog has diminished somewhat.

Still, I am very interested in exploring my story.  I mentioned in a previous post that I wanted to start writing it down, if only to tell it to myself.  I’m spending this summer in a strange land and I’ve decided to use it as an opportunity to write.  I spend a lot of my spare time (and I have more than I’ve had in over 10 years) focused on this project.  I don’t know that I’ll ever be able to share the whole thing publicly, but I thought I might be able to post little snippets here and there for anyone who is interested.

This is an experience I had when I was seven.  I’ve filed it under “Confessions of a Licked Cupcake” because, you guessed it, it deals with S-E-X (a favorite topic of mine, of course!).  Don’t worry, it’s harmless and (hopefully) kinda funny.  Enjoy.  🙂