I thought last week was awful and then I hit this week. Even with aggressive self-care, my depression has left me physically exhausted and emotionally drained. My plan for dealing with this was – obviously – to get topless and sit in a tree to read for a bit.
If you have never got topless to sit in tree and read a graphic novel about the history and basics of queer theory, then I strongly recommend that you do. The sun was warm on my back, and it felt brilliant to sit there with my tits out – a little bit of secret exhibitionism, if that isn’t an oxymoron. There is something especially playful about topless tree climbing, in addition to the joy of being naked while outdoors.
Credit for this photo goes, once again, to my fellow erotic photography adventurer, Sparrow.
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