Gone Fishing
Every once in a while the muse hits me and I create a masterpiece. Well the muse hits me at least… she knows I am a masochist. With class likely beginning Monday, and me in…
Every once in a while the muse hits me and I create a masterpiece. Well the muse hits me at least… she knows I am a masochist. With class likely beginning Monday, and me in…
One of the harder things about the prior relationship was the absence of connection on the things that bothered me the most. I won’t say that the lines of communication were crossed, rather the communication…
One of the regrets that I have is that I don’t have much of a photographic history of my youth. Somewhere in this house I am sure that there are photo albums. There wasn’t any…
Until recently I’ve never identified as polyamorous. I’ve defined my “status” as non monogamous. There is a difference, and as I am learning that difference is deeper than I thought.
I find myself thinking this a lot lately. Ironically, being that girl is really simple for me. This might be a time and place to take a less simple path.