Knowing & Growing - I Like It!

I woke up yesterday morning and began watching the news on television while I waited for my coffee to brew. It was as I watched the reports on the flooding in Mississippi and Louisiana that my thoughts became filled with thoughts of a very special friend who is from the affected area, and who has family down there still. I was sitting there contemplating whether to call him or not when 'ding!', he logged in to messenger. Funny. When I said hello to him, he laughed at me! Why? Turns out, he had logged on to the p c because he was thinking of me, and wanted to load some images of me on to his new phone sim-card... 

This is not the first time, by no means, that we have both been thinking of the other and all of a sudden we are connected. We have a history of doing this that goes back several years now. What a road we have traveled over those years. Challenges. Arguments. Excitement. Passion. Romance. Sex. Lust. All of those things of which our relationship is comprised, but there is more. There is the more that at times I don't want to admit to myself. The only reason we keep coming back to each other - through the bullshit others try to insert, and through the baggage - also known as fear - that each of us carries from the lives we led up to, and through our connection with each other - is love. I love him, and I am certain, even if it's against his will, he loves me. We are two people with edges that align with each other better than the majority of people with whom we interact in our lives. We both have sides which we keep closed off from the world at large, as the personalities which we are free to reveal and revel in with each other are completely hidden from the general masses with whom we deal. 
How wonderful a thing it is for me to have him with whom I can talk about anything under the sun, and with whom I can share, and in fact am encouraged to share any salacious or slutty thought, feeling, urge, or idea which crosses my mind? I must admit that the liberating effect which he has had on my sexual inhibitions has been tremendous. 
I have discovered things about myself during our intimacies which I didn't even think to look for previously, and I feel the time has come for me to write about those, even if only to record and remember for myself 'the adventures of me and mr. man'.