my careless contagion

Wild love by James Bay is a song about sex. C'mon. What else could it be about?  Now that I'm a bachelor on the prowl (hahahahaha), this theme seems to be popping up a lot in my brain. I notice it everywhere because it is everywhere. People have sex. If you're in a relationship, you're having sex. Or you're 90 years old and not having sex and wishing you were having sex. But you probably don't call it "having sex" when you're 90 years old. You call it "giving her the time" or the more modern parlance of "gettin' all up in that." Haha, no. Just ... no. Since it's been forever since I've had sex, it's something I now contemplate as an idea or a concept instead of something I can go home and actually take part in. It allows me to take it apart and look at it. This is where thinking about sex starts to make sense. See, I was doing it all wrong.  For starters, sex was probably the best thing about my 20-ye...