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You'll Never Guess What I Am Thinking

Well you might, but if you can't see me I doubt it and even then, you might not. Depends I suppose on how well you really know me.

Read that twice and wonder if there are any hidden messages or codes contained within. :)

A Holiday Ride

I do believe I could give you the sort of holiday ride that would make you feel like dancing, but only after a nice nap.

It Doesn't Really Matter

It doesn't really matter, but one day I think you might deign to admit you said "I love you first."

It would make for a good t-shirt. Woman, if you could see inside my head now, well...

But I am not going to share that with you right now, no way, not now. You could beg and I wouldn't give in. :)

You could offer to...and I still wouldn't give in. 

Why?

Why not?

If women don't need logic or reason why should I.

Serious post coming..one day.

More Moments

Every now and then there are moments that remind me of people, places or things. Don't always know why or what prompts them, just that it happens. I don't think there is anything different or unusual about it.

Although sometimes I do wonder if my imagination is more vivid or graphic than others.

Had a great steak that made me think of your birthday dinner, so maybe that is what led down this particular pathway. Made me think of a moment with you where your legs were wrapped around me and I felt like I could feel every part of you.

I remember kissing your mouth and wondering if time had stopped because for just a second it had. I expect that is one of those memories that will last a lifetime. Funny how life experiences affect our perception of things and how they impact our choices.

I suppose too part of why that moment stuck with me because there is this look you get in your eyes and a smile that comes with it. I know you are curious what I am referring to, but I don't think I am going to try to describe it here. Not sure if I could, don't worry though, it is a good look.

Maybe if you ever get lucky again you'll get a picture of it. Maybe not. None can say. Hard to believe another year has almost come and gone. Time for me to get back to work, got some deadlines to attend to.

Another Saturday Night

It is another Saturday night. Cooked dinner, have to light candles in a bit. Got some Scotch waiting for me and a book. Might even do some more writing. Not a bad way to spend an evening, could enhance it in a few ways, especially if I knew was on vacation.

But vacation isn't happening for a bit so we just make do.

Passionate, Feisty & Opinionated

You still are, as you were when I wrote those words here long ago. Some days it feels like yesterday and some days it feels like forever ago.

I don't spend time thinking about how or why it does, I just know it the same way I know lots of other things. Doesn't mean I couldn't pick it apart so that I could understand it better but it doesn't require that because we just aren't logical.

We are as arbitrary about things as anyone else on the planet but I do wonder if being more cerebral causes more issues or helps eliminate them. Maybe it is both. Felt like going after a couple of numbskulls in a way people haven't seen in a while. Tearing them apart would have been easy and mildly fun, but ultimately not very satisfying.

Kind of like using a hairbrush for purposes other than it is primary. It may get the job done, but there is a world of difference between getting it done and using the right tool. There is a certain pleasure that comes from that, using the right tool, in the right way and place that you just can't get any other way.

Course sometimes scratching that itch leads to some interesting moments where you discover that the end result is...interesting.

A long time ago I played around with using numbers like this 60^34071 to send messages but it seemed silly and not as cool as using real math to do that, something that required solving an equation or two.

Obviously haven't done it the way I am talking about, but maybe one day, maybe not. The beauty of life is as much as we think we know what will happen we really don't. You just never know what direction the world will turn.

So we roll with it and see where it goes, how it feels and how it happens.

Out Among The People

Always liked this one and this:


I want to be able to write like this.

How about that mutton head, guess he finally saw who was right in front of him. Congrats.

What Is It They Know

“What is that you express in your eyes? It seems to me more than all the print I have read in my life.” ― Walt Whitman

“We were together. I forget the rest.” ― Walt Whitman

“And your very flesh shall be a great poem.” ― Walt Whitman

Sometimes I like to read the work of the masters and wonder what it is they know and if I have ever experienced it.

In some cases I know without a doubt that I have. I have loved and lost and loved and lost more than once.

I know what it means to be lost in a world only known by another and to wander through the woods and world created by two people.

Experienced that moment and that place where you can't figure out where you start or end only that you are there because you are part of another.

It is that place that is created where you can say you want to make love or suggest that you are going to fuck her like a rag doll and you know she is happy and fulfilled because of who said it.

I know the look in the eyes, I know the expression and the physical manifestation of it all. Yeah, I know it 'cuz I have been down that road before.

Situations

Some situations call for make up sex. Some call for two hands on the back of your head to restore common sense.

And some just call for an acknowledgment that people yelling past each other.

Some days you get all three, ain't that just the kicker of life.

It Makes Me Laugh

I was thinking about this thing again and it made me laugh. It reminds me of a saddle, could be more fun with spurs. :)

Oy, I am so damn tired, think I'll go grab a quick 15 minute nap. Can't keep burning the candle at both ends.

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