Ugh, last night I had really weird dreams. I read that Sex book that Dev and I bought yesterday before going to bed. It was actually nice for me, inspiring and kinda teaching me a few things. It wasn't all that thorough but it didn't make sex sound all that scary or imposing and that's what I need. I'm very careful when it comes to that stuff. I can play around to anything before it but from my past experiences, now I kinda fear anything sexual.
Bah, part of that has to do with the death face guys make. Most guys I've been with, make this ******** scary face when they think they're gonna get some - whatever the method. They like - just get scary and unattractive. Poo-
[/ sigh] I've got work today.
I miss San Fran and wearing cold weather clothes.
I miss the rain and sleeping in a ******** huge a** bed (well bigger than mine).
And I miss the decor of that room. How, it's all me. Not just part of me. All me.
I will be glad when I got back.
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Fragmented Self who wanders through life like a dreamer and wades through the river of dreams as though it were the only truth left in this world
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