Sunday, August 4, 2019
I went to the Playboy website. Much of its content is online for free. Not so much the nudes, but the photography that I saw. . . the female gaze. . . looked a lot like what was called "the male gaze." I think we all like gazing. I hope gazing comes back into the realm of the o.k. I would like to be allowed to look again, to stare, sometimes, in languor. And looking through a viewfinder is fun. The world looks different through a viewfinder.
Yes, give me back my gaze.
Meanwhile, I struggle.
We spent yesterday resting with mimosas and Rick Steves. Then we made a Greek salad and had some wine. And then we went to bed. Fun. But it leaves me with a quandary today. What to do? I must do something. That is what they tell us, anyway.
I will do something.