Boundaries
I've been in some amount of conflict lately, feeling quite a bit like a rubber band stretched too thin. I'd predicted it for years, but was suprised myself at it's coming. The rubber band snapped, I crossed a line. My largest concern about indescretion was maintaining the ability to look myself in the eye. Yesterday I threw away my boundaries, broke my own rules, and loved every second of it. The energy and flow that came about were nothing short of divine. There is a niggling telling me I should feel bad, and I really should, but I don't. I purposely looked myself in the eye today and was met only with a twinkle and a carniverious grin. This bitch scares me, but I like her.