Don't you hate it when...
You have an issue, or a thought or anything really important going through your head and it's kind of tearing you up in one way or another but the only person you can talk to about this thing is the person who the thing is about?
It's not even a bad thing, its a time thing... its a waiting thing... It's knowing that there is something going on that you have no control over, that you don't know anything about, that you can't see, that you are worried, curious, jealous, excited about but you can't do a single thing to alleviate any of those symptoms.
Well I have that right now. There are currently 30 or so different emotions running through me at this very moment and there isn't a single thing, not one tiny little thing I can do to reduce that number to a manageable size. That wouldn't throw a dozen other things into total disarray.
Thankfully all I have to do is wait till tomorrow. 36 to 48 hours of this is enough. I'm positive that my brain couldn't handle anymore than that amount before it just up and strangled my heart. If my brain didn't act first my heart might suffocate my cock, or my brain... or maybe they'll all three fight like in battle chess circa 1990. Then there are my hands which are all buzzy with anticipation. My throat all tight with expectation. Or my phone which refuses to deliver news that will in a few simple short spoken words, no matter what those words are make everything peaceful and clear again.
I'm going to get a drink.
You have an issue, or a thought or anything really important going through your head and it's kind of tearing you up in one way or another but the only person you can talk to about this thing is the person who the thing is about?
It's not even a bad thing, its a time thing... its a waiting thing... It's knowing that there is something going on that you have no control over, that you don't know anything about, that you can't see, that you are worried, curious, jealous, excited about but you can't do a single thing to alleviate any of those symptoms.
Well I have that right now. There are currently 30 or so different emotions running through me at this very moment and there isn't a single thing, not one tiny little thing I can do to reduce that number to a manageable size. That wouldn't throw a dozen other things into total disarray.
Thankfully all I have to do is wait till tomorrow. 36 to 48 hours of this is enough. I'm positive that my brain couldn't handle anymore than that amount before it just up and strangled my heart. If my brain didn't act first my heart might suffocate my cock, or my brain... or maybe they'll all three fight like in battle chess circa 1990. Then there are my hands which are all buzzy with anticipation. My throat all tight with expectation. Or my phone which refuses to deliver news that will in a few simple short spoken words, no matter what those words are make everything peaceful and clear again.
I'm going to get a drink.