Minds are an interesting place. Or, at least in my case, MY mind is a strange place. I am constantly looking at this or that picture or video or reading a post or story or book and thinking….
Oh yeah? Well, what if we went to the next step? What IS that next step? What would that be like? How would that work… then my brain devolves into this animal mode thing of irrationality and obsession…
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Picking one type of music for me would be impossible. I definitely have my favorites and things that I would rather pass on but so many different genres speak to me.
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When I first saw the prompt “Nightmares,” I was thinking that I might not have anything to write. I really don’t tend to have nightmares, or at least don’t remember them if I do.
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I’ve always been a writer. I was the kid who wrote stories on summer break when I wasn’t reading them. I majored in journalism and have done a great deal of technical writing in my job. So, what is the difference when I blog?
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My first thought, being non-religious, was nope. We don’t do rituals. I tend to think of them as parts of the experience of religion which doesn’t really have a part in my life. Yes, I have a Christmas tree so I suppose that qualifies but it doesn’t feel ritualistic in my head.
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I’ve been thinking a lot about the words that build out your core. The things that stick with you and get in the way of simple decisions, forcing you to reconsider and make sure your choices take into account your history, your past, your goals.
I try to avoid the over-thinking and re-analyzing of stuff. I don’t succeed, but I try. 🙂 But, if I think about things that have had stronger impacts on me and that form more than a single type of direction or decision, a few things stand out.
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I would love to be the person who can put up one sentence or quote and say, “Wow. It’s me. ” It feels like that would mean that I had a strong sense of who I am. THIS IS ME on a plate/post/image seems like it should be attainable, but, alas, no luck so far.
Continue reading My Life in Quotes →
I wasn’t sure what to write on this subject to be honest. Strangely even though it is spelled differently, the first thing that came to mind is the perfume which my mother used to wear.
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I have a love/hate relationship with masks. Not the real ones. I won’t put a mask on. And don’t get me started on clowns….
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I take a lot of them. You’ve seen my bras, dresses, legs and more. I love taking them and sharing little bits of my life. And, in some cases, more than a little bit.
Continue reading The Trouble with Selfies →
I started writing this post on Sunday for a completely different reason but trashed it because I couldn’t come up with a raison d’etre. See? I can be fancy.
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I’ve been thinking a lot about how D/s and all of this has woven into our lives – it’s a huge piece of our responses, our reactions to thing that happen in daily life. And, you also see it literally everywhere in the kink space – from Fetlife to Twitter and other spaces. People lean on their D/s side, their kink side, to help right the ship of life when things get choppy.
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You know those memes where you do a quiz to find out which X you are in a movie/TV show/book, etc.? One of the ones that I’ve talked to friends about several times is Grease.
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The prompt for “Food for Thought” this week is mistakes. Had me thinking about all the things I’ve learned about our FLR that I didn’t expect, about the whole D/s side of our lives that we’re always tuning and tweaking…
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I love that this Food for Thought Friday ties to George Orwell and 1984. This was one of my favorite books as a tween. I was raised by a father who thought that all small children should be read classics and I vividly remember him reading Kim by Rudyard Kipling to me when I was 5. So, it is no surprise that I read all of the classics that I could find.
I don’t have a lot of fears. [Snake: I can vouch for this – from a sexy-time perspective and a life perspective] I do seriously dislike jumping bugs. I hate driving but definitely more of a control freak issue. Anything I can’t control as much as possible makes me uncomfortable. But I can’t say that it goes to fear.
Continue reading Room 101 – Fears, Domme-side and Life →