Although we fucked each other’s partners on occasion we never got together as a foursome. This changed when we decided to go away for a long weekend...together. We hired a cottage in the Lake District and since it was cold outside we settled in for the weekend and got the log fire going.On the Saturday afternoon Sue and I were huddled up under a blanket on one of the sofas with Tracey and Jamie on the other, we were all watching a movie that Tracey had brought with. The movie was a bit boring so. In my bedroom, she confirmed my deduction by taking out a stack of over ten CDs. Some of the names I heard of like Mozart and Beethoven and Tsch ... I can't spell that name. Names like Delius I never heard before."We're going to listen to all of those?" I asked. As soon as I said it I knew my voice sounded too fearful. I wanted to sound interested but I didn't want to sit through all those CDs. It was hours and hours worth.I discovered that one track on a Classical music CD often lasted as long. Maybe everyone I was friends with had screwed up childhood situations. I didn't go asking about their mom, dad, families, etc., before I started hanging around with them, drinking with them, letting them come over to my apartment, or fucking them. I just liked the friendships, and if it led to sex, hey, that was even better. If not? I was comfortable having friends and just hanging out with people.So as I got older, into my 20's and 30's, even getting married in my mid twenties, I had younger. To not be in agony and to have my mind working in the 70’s percentile usually and higher sometimes is awesome. I do want to start sweating again because it’s got into the 60’s once or twice and I had to be careful to not have the windows in the car rolled up if I was waiting in the parking lot.Anxiety is weird. I had to hit the CBD today because even though I’ve had for me a pretty relaxing day. I’ve caught myself twitching and rocking for no reason I can point to other than someone is playing.