I’ve had a rough couple of days. Got hit with a super strong urge to pay for sex around lunchtime today. Reached out to a few sex workers in my area. Told a massage parlor I could be there in 20 mins. I actually took a shower, changed my clothes, and started to put cash in my wallet. I was planning on going through with the visit by using my lunch break at my job to go visit. As I was looking at the cash I was like “you know, if I go through with this, I’m just going to regret it later like I pretty much always do. And that’s not even getting into all the risks I’m taking. Maybe I can skip going, and perhaps I would even dodge a bullet and not even know it.” I set my wallet back down, ghosted the massage parlor I had been planning to visit, and spent the rest of the afternoon locked in to my work (and actually got a lot done).

I just had Buffalo Wild Wings delivered and I’m about to put on a movie. Although I’m trying to cut down on food delivery, I figure spending $45 on Uber Eats is a bargain compared to over $300 (plus all the intangible costs like shame etc.) on emotionless sex.