Did you know that I really wanted to be a sexologist? I haven't got the fine-prints of this career path jotted down yet, but I definitely still have it tightly held in my left palm. I took two classes (90hours) on human sexuality, did my weekly readings religiously, researched whatever got me curious and got so excited (no pun intended) about the content that I figured I had to calm down to see if the interest persisted past the courses I took, before I committed to it. It did, but I decided to explore it in a different capacity (at least for now). So the dream is still very much alive. A little part of me knows that although it's been decades since Masters' and Johnson's ground breaking work on human sexuality, my experience would still be very much like theirs. We might pride ourselves in being those born into sexual revolution, but still, we're very much prudish in our discussions (or lack of discussions) around sex. The word "sex" itself is sti
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