Last week of the first month of the new year. Out of tiny shards, an image forms: yet, they need to be in the right shapes, sizes, colors, and order to make up the desired image. My social life has been shockingly busy lately. On Saturday I was celebrating my sisters´ 50th birthday. My dad … Jatka lukemista Mosaic
Freedom Friday
Once again, I´m writing in advance, because on Friday I´ll be busy seeing a friend and singing karaoke, and I have no idea when I´ll be home. I´ve been mulling over the happenings of the last weekend and I don´t think I was off key in Tuesday´s training because I had swapped naughty pictures with … Jatka lukemista Freedom Friday
Trouble Thursday
As I sit down to write this, it is almost Thursday. My Wednesday has been spent drifting between sleep and wakefulness. I was gripped by anxiety, and was thinking about my dead brother a lot. The hamstring I pulled on Tuesday demanded rest. In the evening I walked to the post to fetch a pair … Jatka lukemista Trouble Thursday
Winged Wednesday
Wednesday: strange dreams. The muscle I pulled on Wednesday is giving me grief, but not too awfully. I hope the student loan situation could be fixed post haste, because I really need to fix my very effeminate leg tattoo; but I know that whenever my brain goes to this place (knowing that the solution exists … Jatka lukemista Winged Wednesday
True Calling’s Tuesday
Men... So alluring, and yet so draining. I had some old shadows stir up, the greyhounds of Saturday's guys' arm tattoo running laps around my brain as I was traveling to Taekwondo. What if he'd be there? I knew this was an OCD thought, but I was rightfully annoyed of having gotten my hopes up, … Jatka lukemista True Calling’s Tuesday
Blue Monday
I'm writing this on Monday. It feels suitable for Raum's week for time and space to have some breathing room and laxity. I am tired beyond rhyme or reason. After writing that I switch my phone off and lay on my bed in corpse pose to meditate. I fall asleep, and when I wake up, … Jatka lukemista Blue Monday
Loot To The Nest
A crow brings shiny things, pretty things, colorful things, brings currency, remembers faces, knows friend from foe. A most curious development took place after I had written the previous text. In the wild thicket of cyberspace I matched with another male and we did not lock antlers and fight, we did something else like two … Jatka lukemista Loot To The Nest
Oil-Slick Shine
It is the night between Saturday and Sunday, after me rejecting someone, and the air in my room feels powdery soft and safe and warm like a nest. I´m a little early choosing one, but the next week´s demon will be Earl Raum. He appears as a crow and puts on a human shape, and … Jatka lukemista Oil-Slick Shine
Trashed Green Dianthuses
Before I meet anyone from Hinge in person, I tell them that I'm strictly vanilla, and that this is a hard boundary. Friday's date was the second pervert to agree to this before meeting, only to then push the discussion towards BDSM apologia after the first meeting. This blurring of boundaries is something that I, … Jatka lukemista Trashed Green Dianthuses
Two Green Dianthuses
Friday: date. Nice. Friendly face. Friendly demeanor. Body does not react with immediat electric lust but does react with a deep sense of relaxation. We talk for three hours in a cafe and a fourth in a book store. I do want to see him again. Better a little with the fear of the Lord than … Jatka lukemista Two Green Dianthuses
Lähiönoita 