sabine

smoke waves carried us to new planes of conversation.
for hours we spoke in metaphors...
philosophizing from here to there to somewhere over where? and forgetting where we started.
to touch realities with someone, to even have those realities synchronized...i think it was part of the enrichment i need.

other enrichment my life could use:
the serenity of the ocean again, that at peace with nature and the world feeling i just can't claim from my usual surroundings too often.
kisses born of passion and desire instead of obligation
friends...more true friends in general...people i can "count on" and trust and have fun with...people with understanding and love and laughter in exchange for mine
a break from analysis. self analysis. people analysis. societal analysis. sometimes it's all just too much. sometimes the deeper you pry into all the little crevices, the more dirt there is to focus on.
literature. i hate how pretentious that word sounds..so ok, to dive into my new reading material.
oh yeah, and rougher/more frequent sex

all of these things can and will be accomplished or acquired soon.
just wait and see