• Intimacy

    If I hear the word again these welling tears will overflow. Intimacy We discuss, we digress, I wish for the intimacy, the sweltering intimacy but so much more than that, the deepness that is more than an flippant eye connection, whether it be on the street, in a crowded place, through a window or in the darkest moments before sleep in which eyes meet. Is it the communication? The talking, does it have to occur? And is it worth it? To be intimate enough to call it intimate, in a sense that is beyond the sweltering? Beyond the blankets? I find it hard, it is my struggle and as they…

  • The Weasel

    *groan* Don`t shout. Don`t make any fast gestures…slowly now. Easy. I`m not ready to deal with the day… After all, I`ve only had 3 hours sleep. And, before you go there… I am not hung over (were it that easy). In fact, *sighs deeply* it`s a sign that you`re getting older when your main aim is not to consume as much alcohol as possible, in as short a time as possible. No…I`m just sleep deprived. A whole week of getting to bed late (work, playing nursemaid, general insomnia) and last nights` soiree has finally culminated in my body going no further. Today is Leo`s birthday and if you know anything…