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Happy Nookie Year
Dec. 28th, 2003 11:38 amIn the shower this morning I was reflecting on how drastically my sex drive changes over the course of a year.
( Might be TMI for some. )
Winter puts the freeze on things. It's no wonder I get depressed when my hormones shift this way. What bothers me most isn't the fact that I have to go through this, but that society treats it as abnormal. Medically it is called Seasonal Affective Disorder when the only thing disordered is a culture that ignores natural cycles and rhythms. Women have to face this every month.
The shift in body chemistry that triggers seasonal changes like mine is a natural response to changing light levels and is adaptive to some of the environments in which our species evolved. My body wants to conserve energy, like 20,000 years ago when my Northern ancestors climbed into a warm heap around a cave fire to wait for spring. How pleasantly bear-like that idea seems to me now: lots of cuddles now, and more barging around the forest six months from now.
Since I live alone, having my interest in sex decline is not so bad. My change in appetites come March can be both exhilerating and annoying.
Now it's time for Christmas with my parents. The girls and I have a three-and-a-half hour drive ahead of us.
Tomorrow night I'll head back to Toronto to see![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
djjo, who I know will have no problem making me horny.
My contact with LJ will be sporadic until Jan. 2. Everyone have a Happy New Year. And I hope that over the holidays you all joyously have as much (or as little) nookie as you like.
( Might be TMI for some. )
Winter puts the freeze on things. It's no wonder I get depressed when my hormones shift this way. What bothers me most isn't the fact that I have to go through this, but that society treats it as abnormal. Medically it is called Seasonal Affective Disorder when the only thing disordered is a culture that ignores natural cycles and rhythms. Women have to face this every month.
The shift in body chemistry that triggers seasonal changes like mine is a natural response to changing light levels and is adaptive to some of the environments in which our species evolved. My body wants to conserve energy, like 20,000 years ago when my Northern ancestors climbed into a warm heap around a cave fire to wait for spring. How pleasantly bear-like that idea seems to me now: lots of cuddles now, and more barging around the forest six months from now.
Since I live alone, having my interest in sex decline is not so bad. My change in appetites come March can be both exhilerating and annoying.
Now it's time for Christmas with my parents. The girls and I have a three-and-a-half hour drive ahead of us.
Tomorrow night I'll head back to Toronto to see
djjo, who I know will have no problem making me horny.My contact with LJ will be sporadic until Jan. 2. Everyone have a Happy New Year. And I hope that over the holidays you all joyously have as much (or as little) nookie as you like.
