a lion snacks on a mouse, only to shit it out some hours later, that scat breaks down, decomposes, soil for plants, plants nibbled by mice. lion takes all. repeat. cyclical cycle. happiness. emotions, feelings. its all the same only this time more light.

i like the headlands

i am not the same. well, still the same flesh and blood, and even the same heart from day to day, but there is something different. a spring in my step, a feeling in my bones, the ability to see, eye to eye, that quiver in the voice is gone. at least for the time being. Despite the hidden views covered with thick fog, and that slight drizzle the ( Read more... )

squeak squeak... like a mouse. On the interweb. Random private thoughts like puke leeward in the wind ( Read more... )

So much is changing ( Read more... )

I hope my judgement wasn't off last night, I hope that was the right thing, shifting between feeling awesome and excited to nervousness about patterns.

Snorkeling was awesome!

and yet i can't deal with the firsts ( Read more... )

and im not really sure how to deal. i miss her so bad and i want to apologize for my outburst, make promises to be better but there is a reason she needs space. i love her so i will respect her needs. I don't want to loose the friendship too ( Read more... )

are the cutest little monsters I've seen yet ( Read more... )

Today was hard, and inside I felt like I'd given all I have to give, that maybe this isnt the right time and place, that I just want to curl into a ball of nothingness, and then the kid said Katie, when do we get the rocks, outward focus resettled that inward voice that self doubts because there is more than me, and empowerment, my actions do ( Read more... )

I guess I'm also scared because I'm realizing how serious I am about T as in testerone as in transitioning as in big ol' tranny ( Read more... )