I'm blogging again!
Find me reborn and renewed at Eressea: A Book of Shadows.
Early on today, I received a text message from Dale, greeting me a Happy Valentine's Day from L.A. Sweet!
I still don't know what's going on. As for the date, Dale's fingers are still magic. I detected, however, some confusion on my part. Although the sheets were just as wet as ever, I couldn't seem to achieve the high that I used to feel with Dale. For one thing, he doesn't cum as much as he used to. I longed for penetration by a hard cock. I missed Cliff -- and his Viagra! : P
What a life!
I'm back in the metro. For good, I hope. My mind is a jumble of thoughts; there are a number of emotions that I have to make sense of. Things are just over the top right now and I'm overwhelmed. I have to make sense fast.
Yesterday, I met with Dale for coffee. It's been a little over two years since I last saw him or heard from him. He'd lost a lot of weight, mainly because he'd had a change of jobs. There's less stress in his life right now and less drinking. And he's been going to the gym. Imagine that. People can change -- and drastically, too.
I wasn't sure if I was doing the right...
New year blues
It's the new year. A lot of things have happened. I've been overwhelmed with many, many emotions that I've shut down. I am, however, determined to start the new year right and that's to write.
Three months ago, my mom was diagnosed with congestive heart failure. It was easy to understand the physiology of it; it was more difficult to see the implications to my daily life. An episode slammed my face into the inevitable loss of loved ones: a minor heart attack. The doctors were very careful to label it a very minor attack, not even worth calling an attack -- more an incident. Still,...