I love to get naked. I love to be naked. I love to be around others…

I love to get naked. I love to be naked. I love to be around others also naked. This has always been true of me. Mostly, I've stripped alone, in some woody glen, or an empty beach in the middle of the night. On a lonely hiking trail, I want to tear my clothes off. The risk of being caught somehow makes it better. I love the feeling of sun and wind on my bare skin. I love being barefoot, feeling the grass and earth beneath my feet. I guess I'm just an old hippie.