”“As with the glass of water,You have to put it down for a while and rest before holding it again.When we’re refreshed, we can carry on with the...burden.”“So, before you return home tonight, put the burden of work down.Don’t carry it home.You can pick it up tomorrow.Whatever burdens you’re carrying now,Let them down for a moment if you can.”So my friend put down anything that may be a burden to you right now.Don’t pick it up again until after you’ve rested a while.Here are some great ways of. It hurt a lot! Far more than sheever thought it would.The irritating buzzing of her alarm clock finally reached all the waythrough to her sleepy brain enough to bring her fully awake. Ugh! Sheopened her eyes, but she was so tired that she only wanted to go backto sleep again - bad dreams or not. It had been a long night lastnight - very long. Wonderful... but long.Yawning, she forced herself to move enough to sit up on her bed.Memories of the emotions from her dream lingered, but not much. And her relationship with Charlie was better than ever butthen, after a while, she noticed that something in Charlie was changing.It wasn't only that he now was a little bit taller than her, or that hisshoulders were broader, his voice was deeper and his face moremasculine. His attitude was also different. He wasn't that happy littleboy she knew. He was more serious, quieter and he practically neversmiled. Andrea knew something was wrong with Charlie. And she was reallyworried for him. She. It all started because I got to feeling sorry for myself. Harold is a good man, a loving husband and a great provider, but he is an absolute zero in bed. When I'm older maybe what Harold is will be good enough for me, but not now while I'm young and in my prime. I want and need sex and I just don't get it from Harold. A two-minute quickie and he rolls off and is snoring before I even know he's out of me. After five years of that I was so sexually frustrated that I was ready to take a meat axe.