
If you have been reading, you would probably realize that I am trying to recover from the post holiday blues. I ran my usual 5km this morning and did my pull ups with the parking bars. It was a nice feeling, but I would have not be able to do this if without my favourite cheap read - Tommy's Tale. I still feel a little moody at the work place though. One step at a time I suppose.
Tommy's Tale is one of those books that stays on your shelf to be read only when you need that comforting. I read it through one sitting, and immediately felt a little better. It's strange that most life problems can be solved through gay literature.
'And there, talking to Sadie, was a beautiful man: tall, slim but tough looking. At first I thought he was Indian but it turned out he was Greek. His hair was black, short and shiny, and he had the most amazing arms I'd ever seen – they were muscular, but long and elegant at the same time. Charlie caught me staring at his arms and wouldn't look away. That was what did it, really, the refusal to look away.'

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