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That's whassup. For what? Really dunno. Wanting inspiration and to inspire (once again circling back to desire for mutuality, eh ;-) Feeling full of lead on the verge of transmuting into gold, or full of inert piss & vinegar about to excrete (as?) silk.
It's a bright sunny day out. I've got music playing (G Harrison). Sporadically shifting kittenhead Havana to attack & quell a messy zone.
It's possible that something's shifted internally...without me really knowing/being aware of what 'tis. Not sure whether or how much it matters.
Spring's about to sproing.
EDIT: My realization of whassup has welled up & winked at me. I'm finally doing what I've said I wanted and needed to do for yonks: putting myself first aka being my own primary partner rather than putting other r-ships (even one's w/me in 'em) before thoughts/concerns/actions for the health & well-being of the MLE. And I don't feel guilty for it, but instead, pretty proud 'bout it.
It's a bright sunny day out. I've got music playing (G Harrison). Sporadically shifting kittenhead Havana to attack & quell a messy zone.
It's possible that something's shifted internally...without me really knowing/being aware of what 'tis. Not sure whether or how much it matters.
Spring's about to sproing.
EDIT: My realization of whassup has welled up & winked at me. I'm finally doing what I've said I wanted and needed to do for yonks: putting myself first aka being my own primary partner rather than putting other r-ships (even one's w/me in 'em) before thoughts/concerns/actions for the health & well-being of the MLE. And I don't feel guilty for it, but instead, pretty proud 'bout it.
