I Just Wish
I Would Stop Giving Myself Such A Hard Time!
....being the not terribly exciting, journal-type entries of a former hippie chick currently masquerading as a semi-settled, sorta suburban, minorly matronly massage meistresse....
Life may be short, but it's wide.
Weird weather, cloudy n overcast. We hit 91 yesterday but by early next week it'll be in the 60s again.
This entire world is illusory and yet i am certainly partial to particulars about it. The wisp of energy i still feel between that fellow and myself is a reminder that i seek connection, without remembering that there is nothing else. He and i are certainly connected in a true "wireless" fashion, but i have stopped sending sexual longing through that channel, and therefore feel much less in return. Sigh.