Fifty Shades

I am still dazed from happening conversations, coquettish humor, laughter and a daily dose of sarcasm. Sipping on a choco mocha, my fingers glide over each button, as I click away to glory. I think I am high, it could be the sugar or the caffeine overload, my second cup of coffee so far. Mental images flash past my eyes and stay there only for seconds before I grasp them.

I am in an alternate universe, its just me and my thoughts here. Physics is all about space-time and not day-to-day events... Some thoughts linger only for nanoseconds, instincts and mental parodies. The subconscious is so hard to unearth. I see myself examining them as swiftly and as keenly as I would examine a strand of hair that is ever so slippery, delicate and brittle to the point of breakage.

I have finished reading "Fifty Shades Grey", I am now coursing my way through "Fifty Shades Freed".
The first book is rather dark, speaking of bodily things that have been illustrated with a kind of sensuality that only E.L. James has portrayed. Such a bold depiction of Fifty shades (i.e. Christian Grey) and his inner Demons, invokes the readers' sympathy of him. I will leave it to you to form an opinion on whether such books should be considered as literary genius or put simply, soft-porn.