So the Friday night hippie naked dance was way more tame and innocent than I had hyped it up to be. Sure, there were a few people that were topless, and even one or two people that were completely naked… but most of us (myself included) had some type of covering over our more sensitive areas. The dance itself was a lot of fun, and truth be told, WWW and I were probably raising just as many eyebrows with our interactions as anyone else. The dance was mostly people around 55+ years of age, mostly women, and most of the men there were with partners. The dancers seemed to flow easily around with each other, and since there was no overt touching or staring going on, it was quite innocent. The scene at any 20something nightclub is much raunchier and sexually suggestive than anything that went on at this dance.
I had volunteered to dog sit WWW’s puppy for the weekend while she was away at a Craniosacral therapy workshop .
It was quite fun until I tried to leave the dog alone while I went out with some friends on Saturday night. I got a call at midnight from my landlord asking me to come home and quiet the dog. Rut-Roh.
WWW came home Sunday night and we had a great late afternoon and late night dinner. She’s quickly endearing herself to me….I’m going to try to relax and flow into it.