Rose/Om

I'll be sure to post the healed version as well. Sooo pleased with how it turned out.

Hesitance.

{"Like a Daydream or a Fever" by Fahad Alkadi}

I think I'm afraid to be happy.

To let myself feel happiness.

To stay in a state of elation for more than a brief moment.

If I linger I may step too closely to that which I cannot control.

But exerting this control over myself only leads to deeper sadness. Not even sadness. A state of grey. Neutral. Contentment. But not really.

Very soon I'm going to have to feel. I will want to, it will be inevitable. Maybe I should prep medicinally.

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I'm getting my first tattoo tomorrow! I'm hella excited, and will be sure to post pictures.

Information Leak!

So, my boyfriend has a Mactop. We both use it. I love it. I can browse the net on my stomach or back. It's delightful.

Just now I laid in bed, all snuggly, to surf the webs a bit before a-sleepy time.

And I'm shocked at what I find on the browser.

"Ed? ED? EDDDDMUND?" I call.

"What?"

"Come'ere!"

He comes upstairs and looks at what I'm indicating.

"Oh . . ." he says and closes out the browser.

"What's that?"

"Nothing . . ."

"What's THAT?"

"NOTHING!"

Boy howdy it's something.

Two somethings in fact.

::girly squeal::