Palms, Lips, Legs

Solange loves her new job and fantasizes of a more passionate intimate life. She meets James and sparks fly…

Our married life has turned into a predictable routine, so at least at work things are a little more interesting. I got assigned an ad campaign for a new lipstick. Tomorrow morning I am supposed to have a brainstorming meeting with a guy named James who I haven’t met yet. We’ve only exchanged a few messages on the work chat online, I like his sense of humor. I guess it’s good that I started this job, I needed the dynamic back in my life. I went out for lunch with some colleagues and they all talk about the same things – clothes, cosmetics, their children or husbands, where they want to go on vacation. I am not a girly girl at all, I’ve always dreaded this kind of gatherings. If, on the other hand, we dove into philosophy and psychology, what motivates people to do certain things and the patterns of their behavior I would have been all in. Why do I always have to be so deep and serious? I keep telling myself to loosen up, and I just can’t seem to be able to… Is this who I am, or is this a big giant major block preventing my true expression? Most of the people I know are not like me at all…