On a whim, I sat down and began sifting through all the previously mentioned posts. There are now 66 in the trash and probably another 120 that have been resurrected. I think I’m working backward, so most of whats been added transpired just before I met James on backward. Four years worth of stuff, all told. It’ll be interesting to see how much of the rest make it into the light of day.
Posts Tagged ‘Progress’
Jun
04
2011
740
All told, I have 740 posts here now. 500 of them are in the process of being dusted off and sifted through before being re-released into the wild. Many won’t make it (they’re being siphoned off to other places) but still…it’s an impressive number.
I’m seriously considering a good fuck or three next week (‘vacation’), to see if it’ll help get me over whatever hangup I still have. And maybe a bit of vindication. I’ll be damned if I’m going to sit still and hold my breath waiting for James. But, of course, since I’m looking forward to it, it won’t go anywhere near like I want it too.
I can dream, though!
Dec
11
2006
Musings
”If you tame me we shall need each other. To me you will be unique in all the world. To you I shall be unique in all the world. When you have tamed me, it will be as if the sun has come to shine on my life. I shall know the sound of a step that is different from all the others. Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music, out of my burrow.”
The fox gazed at the little prince, for a long time. ”Please–tame me!” he said.
Apr
15
2006
Isolated
I’m surrounded by people, but I’m alone. I have 3 people now, outside my family, who I talk to regularly. There are a couple of others floating around in the outfield, but they aren’t of much consequence right now.
It’s hard to keep track of which thoughts I’ve recorded and which I haven’t. I feel as though I’ve said it before, but it’s worth saying again. I’m detached. I hate it. I feel, yes, but I don’t feel. I’d love to blame it on someone else, but my Wiccan angel stepped in and reminded me of something: it’s all part of a process.