It isn't going away; I tend to run away when things get overwhelming, this space I run to isn't even a space I can escape to anymore, it isn't going away.
I love the nape and I really shouldn't. There's not alot of texture or shape to obsess about really, but it's where it's located and so... concealed. Being able to kiss a women's nape is a trust and a privilege, washing her hair, drying her hair, pressing your nose against hers