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11.30.2001
Today is the last day of November. Just for that, and that alone, I have a surprise for you.
It's for certain, I feel, that you will never really experience here the "moment" I experience when writing. I feel often that it's so hard for me to accomplish the task of daily writing simply because I must throw myself in it and feel what I know is sometimes seen as poetic, corny and exaggerrated. When I allow myself that moment, I create something like this. And I love it.
I'm only linking this essay to this page and nowhere else. This is actually a story I feel I can do something with. After about one month, I'll take the page down, or, at the very least, the link. This is for my readers. My female readers, because it's about womanhood, sexuality and lovers. But also my male readers (are there any?) because it's about womanhood, sexuality and lovers.
I have always felt strongly about sex, the body and the relationships the body forms. I am and always have been fascinated with the complexity of making love, having sex, feeling pleasure, and understanding bodies. I can't explain why. I don't know in what sense. In all senses, is all I can say with honesty.
That's all I wanted you to know today. I hope you enjoy it. Comments are always welcome.
By the way, I also reformatted the main journal page. What do you think? I like it.
If you have a lover, kiss him/her tenderly. And if you don't: kiss yourself. Cheers!
P.S. scribble.nu offers a journal that can be passcode protected. I may create one of these, giving the passcode to readers that email me and with/to whom I am familiar. The problem is that I'd need a way for you to prove I don't know you personally. That may be to offer me an example of your webpage. Having something else may also complicate things. We'll see how things go.
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currently reading:
Two Queens in One Isle
projects:
I plan on finishing this afghan by the end of the week. Woohoo!
mood of the day:
one you can't pinpoint. a mood, you could say
I have a wish list
F. Scott Fitzgerald
"You don't write because you want to say something;
you write because you've got something to say."
I am grateful for:
1. the pen
2. my mind
3. clear horizon
4. lotion
5. dvd players
You can read the full details below and get the elusive "why."
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