Laid away or getting laid
Dear loved ones, please excuse the title of this blog post today. I actually don’t know what I will type here but will let my fingers do the talking. How about the weather, a very safe topic? Oh no, don’t leave yet, I was only kidding. Fuck the weather. People are really fascinated by storms and disasters caused by tornadoes and hurricanes and the like. It is rather fascinating to watch I must admit as long as we are at a safe distance.
Last night I did a search and read all of the emails from divine masculine that we sent back and forth since we started sending emails. There were many more text messages but I had deleted those already. I wish I hadn’t. Why do I want to torture myself?
I could see a definite pattern in our correspondence. I did most of the blabbing. Smiley face. He responded of course, but he didn’t tell me much. For example, there was one email where I poured out my heart to him about this unexplainable love and passion I had for him.
His response was: Hmmmmmmmm.
He used that same sound for a lot of my questions.
Or if I pressed him.
I am thinking.
Sorry for going down memory lane with this. I am not knocking my divine masculine in any way; he is fabulous and I just have to think of him and I am immediately wet and wanting him.
But I have been asking myself, should I be laid away just wanting and craving divine masculine, or should I live my life? Because, to be honest with you, I really need to get laid. I am laughing out loud now because I know this same affliction is running rampant amongst most of the population in lockdown.
Of course, I am going to live my life. Fuck that nonsense of carrying a torch and living in a dream world hoping and praying for us to unite. I also believe in divine timing and if we are meant to be together then there will be no stopping this union. But in the meantime, I want to live, to love, to share, to grow, to help, to heal, to be present in every moment until there are no more.
Thank you for being with me today my loved ones. I love you truly. Hugs & Kisses, Summerhill Lane