Sep 10, 2006 18:00
As another note... I am.... whirling. Spinning. Dancing? Maybe.
The inner being is compressed and confused.
Voices surround me.. people I love.
Love?
Yes, love. Utterly and uncomplainingly love. People whom I would gladly live in a giant house with, perhaps sleep with, but mostly just BE with.
My friends.
My comfort.
My dear ones.
Are they real? I don't know. They are to me. They are people in America. In Toronto, and elsewhere. I've met some.
Some love me. Some I love. Two, truth be told. One I haven't seen in months. One I am glad I don't live too close to due to how very very much that person means.
I had one come visit me and try and seduce me. EWWWWWW creeeeeeeepy.
Gah. I am whirling surrounded by others who whirl with me and around me.