I was in class today and I noticed that the girl I normally sit next to had very short shorts on. She has rather long legs, so I couldn’t help by glance every now and then at her thighs. It’s only natural that a change in wardrobe is going to be happening among the girls due to the changing climate. It’s Spring after all. I never understood the appeal of wearing short shorts. It seems like it would be uncomfortable, to have that much skin exposed to the air. The potential of someone accidentally touching me would freak me out. I’m pretty much the opposite. I need two layers on top to feel comfortable. If it’s just a shirt I feel oddly naked, so I need something on top of that. Usually a button up that I wear on loose. I used to always wear a hoodie, regardless of temperature, but I found that a shirt works just as fine. I always were jeans. Never shorts. I Then again I’m a guy. It’s possible that it is different for girls. or maybe not. My skin has never been any good. I’m hairy pretty much everywhere except on my face save for a shitty patchwork mustache and gotee. I have dandruff (from my mother) and bad acne (from my father). My hands are not really course, but not really soft either. I don’t have physical contact with people that often I find. Hugs, arm holding, hand holding. Nothing. As you can tell I’m talking about with girls. I think the only real skin-to-skin contact I’ve ever really had is handshakes with professionals. Professors, job interviewers, college faculty. I find that even when I’m given the chance to touch someone, it feels uncomfortable and foreign. On that date I went a few weeks ago I put my arm around her as we were looking at what we were ordering. I asked her if it was ok, she said yes, I apologized and put my arm back at my side. I just wasn’t comfortable with it. I remember this other time that we were supposed to do a mock play and I was supposed to hug this girl I had a crush on and I didn’t want to do it. It just felt uncomfortable. So I patted her head. People booed and said hug hug hug hug. I mean a hug is no big deal, but doing it with someone I liked just felt weird and uncomfortable. I don’t know why I’m even talking about this. It has really nothing to do with anything and is very small in comparison to everything else. Sorry.
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There are few things better than feeling the breeze on your knees. I hate wearing long pants, they’re so restrictive. It’s like a prison for your legs.