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Ghost Writer
2016-04-27 01:38:40 (UTC)

I Miss Writing Everyday.

It seems like life is happening w/o me writing about it daily. Things have happened and I think to myself that I will write about it. Then I forget to do that even if it is just to make a small note.

Some interesting updates :

The Acorn Situation.

I spoke to the local school principal a few weeks back about helping to collect the acorns in the school quadrangle. She told me that the children have competitions to see who can collect the most. Then the acorns are given to the pigs. There are pig farms around these parts. The principal has an unusual pretty name that I can't remember... I've never heard that name before. Very pretty. Belongs to a lovely lady too. I'm sure the children love her.


The Roses Situation.

Haven't as yet enquired about who is responsible for tending the roses on the main highway. For the moment the work is done. Could always give the club a call and enquire.


The Second Letter Situation.

I'll be in town tomorrow. I do very much hope that it is fine weather for me to walk around in. This will be my day to finally get it done. I re-read my copy of that second letter and it needs improvement. It's very poorly written as I was writing out of anger and anxiety. So it's fortunate that the copy I sent to the agency couldn't be found and I get the opportunity to write it again.

I miss my grandchildren still...very much. Think of them every day and wonder how they're doing. Especially how my daughter is coping with her pregnancy.

Feeling sad and lonely today and the pain associated with these two states is rising even as I write. Being a recluse isn't so bad though, it keeps me safe.

Poetry evening went quite well. B. just reads me the same poems over and over again. Practically memorised them. Then he broke out with a new one, which was quite good. And another one which I've wanted to hear but he couldn't find until last night.
Wow! He's got an amazing girlfriend. I will not provide any thing further about her for safety reasons. He was happy to answer the few questions that I asked after her. Most fascinating lady. Why does God give some women gorgeous looks, a killer body and brilliant brains and not to others?
Beats me...
The Autumn stew was enjoyed. B. was trying to bless the food and here's me getting stuck into it and mumbling "Amen". Off to church with B. on Sunday. Catholic service this time. I'm not allowed to take communion but I can go forward for a blessing from the priest so I intend to do that. Always a pleasure and privilege to worship with my friends in Christ Jesus. Always.
I keep reminding myself that that's not too shabby for this open-minded Mormon.


The "No Husband" Situation.

Yearning for a beautiful man. Longing to be made love to for the longest time in and out of bed. Miss it. Want it. Need it. Yearn for it. There's nothing I love better than a man going down on me, kissing me for the longest time and holding me. Sex is a powerful thing for good and ill...for good is what I long for. Desire with reason. Courting unconditional love sans disaster.
My favorite things about men : their hands, their lips...their gaze when they're horny, their tender touch, their feet, and I especially love a well-formed ass...dead sexy.
I love men who cry ; the most beautiful thing I love about them of all. I cry with them.


The Self-Work Situation.

Tending to look at things as they naturally arise from day-to-day. Making an effort to see the same old problem in a new light. Trying out new perspectives. Helping no end. Man psychiatric drugs take a fucken long time to leave the system. This is because they enter every cell in the body. Hope my weight loss slows down. It's going a bit too fast for my liking even though I'm pleased with the results. I'm going to lose my curves, I know this, so I might as well get used to having an athlete's figure again as I approach my mid-fifties.

Have emotional pain today as a teacher and companion...tears have their story too.

Blessings to each and everyone. A-J.




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