Interweb

     Photo Credit: Patrice

     So I just looked you up on the internet.

     I had this hyped up idea of who and what you were. I was in awe of your caliber of humanity. I was drawn to the strength of your family.

     But then, the other shoe dropped.

     It's known to do that, at the oddest and most inconvenient of times.

     And now, the interweb has spewed up what I was hoping to not find, but what I knew was there all along...the other side of your humanity.

     But why can't you be more like the idea of you, rather than the real you.

     But this is life.

      And I'll look at you tomorrow as if I never acquired such information and forgive myself and you for being so raw and so cruel and so mindless.

Wisdom's Knocking:

Sometimes the benefit of technology is far too forward for our own good.

Body Talk

     

     You all know that I am affection starved.

     How many times is a human being supposed to be touched in a given day? I don't know. But I do know it's definitely way more than what I'm getting these days.

     And because you all know that I live an almost nun-like existence (Infer what you will, it's pretty much appropriate at this point), my old fall-backs just won't do; nor is that really what I'm after.


     With that said, I had one of thee most stressful weeks last week. I'll do my best to fill you in on the highs and the lows in the weeks to come. But the events of last week left my body in some crazy knots.

     Often I appear to be a calm and peaceful person, but anxiety is but a breath away many times. And after a week like the one I just had, I find that my body has held on to that anxiety in some extreme ways.

     This time, I knew it was time for an intervention:

     A full body massage.

     I was worked on for an hour and half. Praise!

     The end result: My body loves me. And I love my body.

     So until I begin my free late night cuddles with my future boo, I'll be booking my next appointment with Linda ASAP.

     Get on my level.

Wisdom's Knocking:

"Touch seems to be as essential as sunlight." 

- Diane Ackerman