I keep this space open in my life because it’s here, in this obscure place, I share a different layer of me.
I’m glad this exists.
1. I am easily distracted by the possibility of affection.
2. I have WAY TOO MUCH on my plate for distractions.
3. I’m considering a staunch unplug from everything for a month. At least.
4. Doing this would force me to face my loneliness. Something that kind of terrifies me.
5. I am only human.
So I’ve begun to notice a weird trend in my morning writing. If I have coffee that’s sweet and light, my writing tends to be a little more forgiving, a little more smooth, and tends to flow better.
If, however, I go for black coffee with just a little sugar, the writing is a bit slash-and-burn, aggressive, and angry.
I wonder if there’s a strange correlation between milk in the morning and my mood?
I’m feeling a little revelatory. Read with intent. Trigger warnings: violence, language, imagery
There are some things you need to realize. There are some things you need to hear, and understand. Know that these words come from a place of love.
That was pretty awesome. Let’s do it again. Same time, next week.
Amazing. Just amazing. And I am so happy to have met him.
Perfect. Just perfect.
Dustin. From Dallas.
Hoping he text messages me on Tuesday.