Scars and marks on a person's body are part of their history. It's a map of where their outer self has been in life.
If I like the person inside the body, then it naturally follows that I like their body too - because it is theirs.
There is (or was) somebody on here that recognised somebody on holiday from their pictures on here.
I would urge extreme caution before posting identifiable pictures of yourself for many reasons.
Good question! Normally, I'm the same as you. Only one took me two sittings to do, and that's because I went out to do some "research" halfway through (I went to feed the squirrels in the park during autumn).
I either get intense emotion and I blurt it all out as a cathartic exercise, or I get an idea and think, I'll write about that. It doesn't take very long. But then, I'm very impatient with myself and just like to get it finished.
I think I am invisible. Not one person in the whole of town moved aside for me today, forcing me to walk around them as they walked three-abreast (not boobies!) on the pavement or thundered towards me or sauntered into me. Seriously, is it too much to even say thank you when I nearly get run over by a van because you wouldn't move? And the lorry? AND the fizzin' bus?
And to the man shopping with his missus that did a huge fart as he walked past me, you DESERVE to have your wife nag you, and I hope you followed-through, you bastard.