- Date: 5/14/16
- Time: 12:53AM
- Location: Bedroom (of Family Home)
- Duration: 8:10
- # of Edges (Nearly climaxing and then backing away): 3
- Pass/Fail: PASS
Well, tonight was much better! I think I was in a much better state of mind since I slept a lot last night and had a very cathartic dinner with my mom. We had spent all day clearing out my closet. She helped me sort through all my old school work and awards that I had saved up since PRESCHOOL. (She's bombass dankass.) At one point she read through a second grade paper that I wrote about her and she started to cry. Seeing her cry made me tear up. I knew the feeling that she was experiencing and we discussed it. She was mourning the loss of second grade Cam. I felt helpless. There was no way to get him back. It somehow feels unfair that we can only see papers/pictures/videos from our past and not of our future. In other words, we can only see evidence of what we lost and nothing of what is to come.
During tonight's masturbation session, I discovered a new area of sensation near the top of my penis, which is actually what brought me to my edge. It's amazing that I'm still discovering new parts of my penis despite having had it for 27 years. And no, it has nothing to do with my penis size. I guess discovery is the upside to not knowing what is to come!