Random thoughts and some graffiti from London

Have you ever been held so tight during sex that you can't tell where you begin and he ends? It is all encompassing. I am constantly surprised by Jeff. I keep thinking the newness will wear off, but every day it is renewed. Today needed to be a work day or at least a work-as-much-as-you-can-while-staring-at-the-ass-of-your-hot-hunky-boyfriend-day. When he wears a cowboy hat or I hear the blues, I just can't keep my hands to myself. He is VERY fine in his cowboy hat. I'll try to get a picture to share.

I don't know how I was okay being complacent in the past. I guess if you don't know what your are missing then you aren't missing it. I don't think I could go back. I would definitely miss it all.

I have also been trying to write daily. It is slow going. I see the characters in my head, but I have grown in the last 5 1/2 months and so have my characters. Damn. I feel a major re-write coming on.

Been thinking of switching careers again. Maybe heading back into the private sector for a while instead of reading 200 x 4-6 essays each semester. You do the math. Teachers are underpaid, under appreciated but always overwhelmed. Maybe I'll just pick up massage again. I don't even have to talk.