Thank Goddess, T went away for a bit, and will go away again for another couple of bits ( Read more... )

each year I’m seriously everlastingly surprised by the march of the seasons and the shortening and lengthening of the days and nights

yeah,

all of them,

all of you,

I love you too much

if you, yes, reading, fuck, love, fuck, too,

much

Bug ... figure out what brings you joy when you don't have to focus on T 24*7, it's not about being left alone, it's about finding joy, finding meaning, experiencing and acting upon the universe, you can do this,

you survived your Wild Week, and you refused to identify with its easy diagnosis, and you can refuse to identify with this cold future ( Read more... )

The first time we encounter a homeless person becomes a formative moment in our lives, and the explanation we hear from our guardians goes a long way in shaping our subsequent world view.

"Clearly this person needs help - who should help ( Read more... )

pulling my shorts down,

in front of my dancing self,

exposing my locked cock,

I would have so much fun with me,

yeah, Bug, that's the spirit :-)

also,

pulling my shorts down from the other side,

I still have a very spankable ass

having an "I'm loving me" sensation here at the condo, naked, cock caged forever under Sir Ben, with the windows open, 80 degrees, mild for July,

I'm loving me :-)

WTF, I suddenly want to watch the Terminator films?  James Cameron!

Bug needs a fuckin' Friday night off.

At least I know what I need to survive this fuckin' Quarantine.  I've become very good at meeting my needs.