When you have lived alone for some time, you get comfortable; maybe too comfortable. It hits you one day that you can walk from your bedroom to the shower in the buff. No need for that annoying towel you used to wrap around your body to be “decent” in front of your roommates or siblings.
Heck, why even bother to wear clothes at all, you ask yourself one day. And especially in the hot summer months when you wish you could peel off your skin, let alone your shirt and pants. How liberating would it be to move from the shower and straight to your work desk? Is this an epiphany? Something obvious? Or totally crazy? Continue reading “Home Alone Nudist: To Be Or Not To Be?”