When I write, I generally start with a title. Often it’s just a single word, chosen carefully to capture the boiled down essence of what I want to put out into the world, on that. Today I have no title. No message. No common theme. Everything is messy. Half my life is packed into boxes.Continue reading “~(untitled)~”
I want. I want, and that makes me feel ungrateful for what I have. The end.
Last night Special Man Friend made two trips to the dump, purging about 1400 pounds of STUFF. It’s amazing and a little unsettling how much stuff we accumulate over time. I have spent the past few weeks trying to give away everything I can, but I still have a bunch to send for donation. ThisContinue reading “~Move~”
Tonight was our monthly poly discussion group. The word somatic came up several times, as we were talking about emotional reactions and somatic reactions when it comes to the things we feel, and how our bodies could exhibit those emotions. I get a knot in the pit of my stomach when I am very emotional.Continue reading “~Somatic~”
This is the third day of Ginger getting her writing groove back, and it feels so, so good. I’m a week away from flying to Georgia for the Atlanta Poly Weekend. I’m presenting one session this year, as opposed to two sessions last year, and this means more time for me to attend classes thatContinue reading “~#3~”
Day two of writing whatever the fuck I want to write. Miss Seattle and I were talking one day about these nice people I had met. A couple. I joked that surely, they didn’t think I was a unicorn. A few days later, I realized, that I was very much in unicorn territory. And IContinue reading “~Two~”
I am going to write all the things I have been hesitant to write. Ok, I am going to write some of the things I have been hesitant to write. I’m starting now. I am going to write every day for ten days. I miss my blog, but as with anything, if you lose momentum,Continue reading “~Experimental~”
It’s after midnight and I’m supposed to be asleep. Morning comes quickly, but the house is quiet and sleep seems a waste when there are so many other things I could be doing. The kids and I are moving in a few weeks. It was a surprise, but at the same time I knew itContinue reading “~Insomniac~”