this weekend was.... surreal.
I'm not in San Francisco 24 hours, and I get two job offers to do steady pro-sub work at 2 of the larger SF Houses, plus an offer to start my own business under the watch of a very talented manager.
I'm not in San Francisco 48 hours, and I realize that this city is where I'm going to live for the rest of my life. This is the city - I finally found it.
I'm not in San Francisco 72 hours, and I'm strutting my stuff down Folsom Street fair, getting stopped by photographers for pictures of me dressed up in my best outfit. What a suprise - for the first time in months I really felt sexy and attractive - and I smiled.
It got better - I was then led around by a cute nice boi that I'm not going to forget, and got flogged onstage by a hot mistress that I shared a lot of chemistry (and a few drinks) with - we exchanged contact information and she wants to do a "photoshoot" with me
Most importantly, I think I figured it out. In the insex world, I didn't matter - my opinions, my emotional/physical well-being, my happiness - it didn't matter. I was completely secondary. But in this world, I do matter - and that's kinda nice, no?
I'm not in San Francisco 24 hours, and I get two job offers to do steady pro-sub work at 2 of the larger SF Houses, plus an offer to start my own business under the watch of a very talented manager.
I'm not in San Francisco 48 hours, and I realize that this city is where I'm going to live for the rest of my life. This is the city - I finally found it.
I'm not in San Francisco 72 hours, and I'm strutting my stuff down Folsom Street fair, getting stopped by photographers for pictures of me dressed up in my best outfit. What a suprise - for the first time in months I really felt sexy and attractive - and I smiled.
It got better - I was then led around by a cute nice boi that I'm not going to forget, and got flogged onstage by a hot mistress that I shared a lot of chemistry (and a few drinks) with - we exchanged contact information and she wants to do a "photoshoot" with me
Most importantly, I think I figured it out. In the insex world, I didn't matter - my opinions, my emotional/physical well-being, my happiness - it didn't matter. I was completely secondary. But in this world, I do matter - and that's kinda nice, no?
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