Hedgehog Week
Finally uncurling to enjoy the spring, spines laying down and flat. I've been shoving a few months' worth of socialising into a few days, wallowing in company as much as I wallowed in the Chuck E. Cheese ball pit with a certain pretty boy, then later over to his home to meet his pretty girl, an even prettier hummingbird inside than out. Another pretty boy took advantage of my wondering aloud how I'd look in eyeliner. I got much more than eyeliner, the whole dark-eyed zombie effect, which was... startling. Unexpected. but welcome. I then tried the dark-eyed effect caused by flying from LA to Paris to visit more prettiness. How will I turn out if I muse about eyeliner in their presence?
Times like these I wish I was a more skillful writer in order to better convey emotions experienced, sounds heard, lips kissed, dreams dreamt, all of life before its soft whispering flutter and gloriously hard shove escapes my mind and being. What will my soul taste like? May I have a thousand identical hatchings so that many people will know?
Nevertheless...prettiness and potables and assorted I love you's, giggles, and gestures of affection... what more could a man want? Oh right, a hand massage. Line forms on the left; one at a time, please. Okay, two at a time.
Times like these I wish I was a more skillful writer in order to better convey emotions experienced, sounds heard, lips kissed, dreams dreamt, all of life before its soft whispering flutter and gloriously hard shove escapes my mind and being. What will my soul taste like? May I have a thousand identical hatchings so that many people will know?
Nevertheless...prettiness and potables and assorted I love you's, giggles, and gestures of affection... what more could a man want? Oh right, a hand massage. Line forms on the left; one at a time, please. Okay, two at a time.