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January 14th, 2006

(no subject) @ 03:23 am

A friend called tonight

after watching the crappy movie
after posting that little tid-bit here
i heard my phone ringing
and ran up stairs

--
i hadn't talked with him in a month
so i had to tell him about the potential bacterial infection
as he asked and asked and asked:
How Was i?

well...

i told him i was feeling a bit embarrased
not ashamed
just kinda goofy
:

i've got so used to having sex with everyone i meet.
when i see someone beautiful
i don't as much wonder what it would be like
but i go out to make it happen.

... when i have the time
-- this is the ideal
of course it hasn't happened like that
but the potential has always been there

my persona
what i wish to be
sexual always
with everything

open
suggesting
active



but i can't do that now
more so
don't feel like it

and it's very confusing

he told me it's Maturity
and it may be,
Saturn...

it's my conscience
it's my heart, too
i'm tired of skimming the surface
i want to go deeper
and it doesn't only require moving slower
but diving less frequently


it's like re-hauling my speach patterns or something
like a kid sitting down for a few hours for a few weeks
practicing (rejecting and restructuring) his Signature

how am i? who am i?

damn: kid stuff.



but i saw some pictures of Mature Men
(Oscar's picture in bitterlawngnome 's journal, specifically)
that i could feel myself aspiring to
and it made me realize
that i had never seen an image of myself as Mature and Sexy and Healthy and... Alive
before

wow,
what strange things that come in the night


oh
thanks for so many things
and i'm sorry
and thank you
and onward
and
here i am.
 
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From:(Anonymous)
Date:January 14th, 2006 12:19 pm (UTC)

Big Hug

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Short on words of wisdom, but a Big Breathing Hug to you.
kiridansu

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