It had to be a birthday vacation unlike anything I’d ever experienced. One only a woman could experience in her dreams. It had to be stupendous. Monumental. It had to get me laid.
I admit, getting laid was wishful thinking.
I barely recognized myself. Can I do this alone? I had to try.
Forget safe, prepackaged tourist excursions for old ladies. I plunged headlong into rivers of emotions. I scaled mountains of insecurities. I redefined everything that once defined me. All without the security blanket of a man by my side. But to do this, I needed to disconnect from everything that mattered. My home, my family, and yes, even my cell phone.
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