Masturbating on a Tuesday

There doesn’t have to be a wild fantasy, a fancy toy, or an earth-shattering climax. It doesn’t have to be a “date with yourself,” a time of reflection, or a time to “explore your body.” It doesn’t have to be quick and explosive. And you don’t have to try to hit that spot you read about. You don’t have to think of this person or that person. You don’t have to avoid thinking of this person or that person. You don’t need to forbid yourself from imagining certain acts. You don’t need to watch anything. You don’t need to not watch anything. You don’t need to be on your bed or your couch or any place in particular. You don’t need to be alone. You don’t need to be quiet. You don’t need to take off any clothes, even your shoes.