Nothing good to report. didn't win but had a great time trying. But not so much in the sex department.
The opera went well, evrything is done so now is the time to paint and hang out.
A winter without a lover ....... could be the case. The truck driver is a maybe for 15 minuites , maybe not ...I never really know and it is getting old.
Had a long conversation with a sex friend. I like that we share and don't have to have sex . The topic is that there is no happy medium and when it gets good, it's gone.
Or if it comes even a smidgin close to the ideal.
But at least I get to say......."this is what I need"
Then there is the age thing. LOL
Thursday, November 20, 2014
Tuesday, November 4, 2014
Sunday, November 2, 2014
the smell of antiques from the forbidden city
The texts from the drilivery guy have ended ....for now. He has never wanted me outside of the storage room. This is the very first time he wants me here in the city. So very odd.
then when I have time he revealed he was having surgery. He would be down for a while. I have no idea what BBC for and don't feel the need to ask.
To be honest I am just liking hanging around this apartment alone, with an occasional departure to eat with friends , shop or rehearsals.
Not reallly like me. I like to fit a little fucking in anywhere I can.
I was even given permission to wear the silk Japanese kimono, that would be a nice twist for us.
But I am not interested.
Also the skier has been very interested. But he just doesn't do it for me.
I really think it is me. I have been spending too mhch time looking at myself and thinking "who is that old lady"?
I know photos don't do me justice, never have. And that my sex comes from a place far greater than my looks.
It could be that I am immersed in thks moment of having a few other things on my agenda that stimulate me in the same way sex does, maybe not the wetness, the longing, release. But something similar.
This coming Tuesday is the big day. I win or loose. But it has always been in the running, the debates, the challenge of doing it well, and different. I think I have succeeded.
the opera concludes next Sunday, then it's home to paint for an up coming show, also the winter guests.
so taking time to just sit among the antiques from the forbidden city in my friends apartment.
then when I have time he revealed he was having surgery. He would be down for a while. I have no idea what BBC for and don't feel the need to ask.
To be honest I am just liking hanging around this apartment alone, with an occasional departure to eat with friends , shop or rehearsals.
Not reallly like me. I like to fit a little fucking in anywhere I can.
I was even given permission to wear the silk Japanese kimono, that would be a nice twist for us.
But I am not interested.
Also the skier has been very interested. But he just doesn't do it for me.
I really think it is me. I have been spending too mhch time looking at myself and thinking "who is that old lady"?
I know photos don't do me justice, never have. And that my sex comes from a place far greater than my looks.
It could be that I am immersed in thks moment of having a few other things on my agenda that stimulate me in the same way sex does, maybe not the wetness, the longing, release. But something similar.
This coming Tuesday is the big day. I win or loose. But it has always been in the running, the debates, the challenge of doing it well, and different. I think I have succeeded.
the opera concludes next Sunday, then it's home to paint for an up coming show, also the winter guests.
so taking time to just sit among the antiques from the forbidden city in my friends apartment.
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