zacharyaaron

The days roll by, one after another, and sometimes I wonder if I'll ever make it out of this thing called life, alive.

Enough of philosophy! Onward:

I was feeling pretty useless today. Didn't have to work. Got the oil changed in my truck, then came back home, and laid around for a few hours...naked. I rarely wear clothes when I'm at home. Why should I? I live alone. And clothes are so restrictive. After a few hours of X-Box and television, I finally got so frustrated with being lazy that I put some shorts on and got on my bike. Riding my bike is like really good sex: I forget about everyone and everything except her. I can feel her close to me, pressed tightly again me, sharing, intimately, that which is most private for each of us. Working together, going fast, then slow, then finding just the right rhythm. Until our bodies are working in time, together. And after awhile, after I'm sweaty, and breathless, and completely relaxed, I realize I'm rolling back into the garage, like stretching out on the bed, still holding one another close, after climax. I feel a warmth and glow that wasn't there before, and I smile, because I remember that there are so many good things in life.

This is my lady. Her name is Brandy.

I hope everyone's got something good playing on their stereos. If not, and if you like loud, fast, electropop beats, I recommend a duo out of Brooklyn named Sleigh Bells. It's a little different than what you might hear on the radio, but different is often good, so go check 'em out. For more contemporary tastes:


Just finished watching the first season of Dollhouse. If you haven't seen it, and if you like one of the following shows- Buffy, Angel, Firefly, Battlestar Galactica -then I highly recommend it. And not only because it has actors from each of those shows in it. It's one of those shows that leaves you analyzing your personal philosophy. Dammit, I'm back on that again. Guess that means it's time to go.

Sweet dreams,
Zach