September 7th - Cornflake Girl

I'm so connecting with this song right now.. Tori Amos Cornflake Girl... that and Madonna's impressive instant.

Morning... Wolfe is sleeping.  Can't sleep anymore.

It was incredible seeing Wolfe yesterday after everything that has been happening with us... I've never seen his eyes so raw, so open, so soft.. so full, for such a long stretch of time.. so sweet.  

I love that he captures in a few short concise paragraphs so much of what it takes me so long to express.  Maybe it's just that it comes from a different set of fingertips than my own, but I read his journal entry he wrote last night, and it just sends me shivers.

I think I'm getting a cold... all stuffed up this morning, doesn't surprise me with the kind of care I've been taking of myself lately.  I have the common sense and practicality of a turnip right now.. if it was raining I might be found running around naked in it.  I'm too caught up in feeling the world around me and inside of me to think too much about the repercussions.

One thing the cam is good for is connecting with people when you can't be with them in person.. flirting a bit on cam last night with 'the couple' <grin> and before they were available had a nice little chat with Jane... I was showing her some bruises from bite marks on my breasts, the nice thing was that she felt it only fair that since I was taking off my tank top, that she would take of hers.. purrrr... I took a capture of her... from during our conversation, I just totally love the expression in her eyes in this picture.. beautiful woman. Looking forward to meeting in person sometime...   
Not much new to say.. settling into my own skin a bit today.. not quite as frenetic.. though still blissed out.   Feel less like I'm falling and more like I'm spinning.

Centering, maybe.  either that.. or suppressing.

Thinking maybe I'll be feeling practical enough to do things like take preventative cold remedies, have a hot bath, clean the house a bit and actually eat something substantial today.

Okay.. well probably not that practical.. but I could eat.

Well.. keeping this one short.. I can feel my containment building.. and not at my most expressive...  after leaking all over the place, there are some walls going back up in around me.  

XOX
Katt

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