This is probably more of a vent than anything.

My wife and I had discussd divorce long ago and decided we'd do it with a long term, asinine, plan. After 8yrs no intimacy, after being fed up with a whole bunch of other stuff, I left 2 days ago staying in a hotel until I get a place situated (that's in process, one can only reasonably afford a hotel for so long)... but therein lies the problem: I'm alone in a hotel, HS going wild, and just TRYING to find some sort of hook-up for a long, long time coming release. I've never actually hooked up before so I don't even know what I'm doing.

I'm also back to somewhat risky pubilc behavior in that this morning when I went for everyone's favorite hotel amenity, the continental breakfast I went downstairs wearing my short 2" in-seam shorts, got breakfast, and sat in the common area at a table. It's kinda benign, but it also was some excitement for me while I'm incredibly wanting.

That's it so far, really. I know I'm just overly excited to be "free" and since I am free I'll finally find some intimacy at some point instead of wondering if I'll die before ever do again.