It feels good to have such a tidy house!
It feels disappointing that vacation is nearly over.
Today it felt good to nap without anxiety over what else I 'should' be doing.
It feels good to have the house to ourselves once in a while, and it feels fucking great to be pleasured when I can be as loud and raucous as I want!
It feels lonely when you don't get to see your friends alot.
It feels like the tomorrow I dream about will never dawn.
It feels like a waste of time to keep writing.
It feels fucking awesome to climax multiple times in rapid succession, lol.
It feels gratifying to be appreciated and admired and respected.
It feels cozy to get a hug from your niece and hear her say ' i luvuh eeuuw Ahntee '
It feels empty when plans fall through
It feels depressing when you have to pick and choose which bills you can manage to make payments on before month's end.
It feels like he might never actually move out.
It feels frustrating to even THINK about going back to work monday.
It feels liberating to go braless.
It feels like sexy-time when the husband dims the lights and gives that smoldering look.
It feels nostalgic to wear hid button downs.
It feels nice that family will stop by tomorrow, but irritating that I can't show the apartment off the way I'd like (I know my little climbing-monkey of a neice would LOVE the loft, godammit!)
It feels like helplessness to see what goes on and not be able to help it, prevent it, or make any meaningful change.
It feels like a pressing weight, thinking about going back to work and dealing with that wretched ass of a co-worker.
It feels bouy-ing to know that my favorite mentor will be there, though, smiling and sassy, and always with the right advice.
It feels like limbo, and part of me loves it, and part of me wants it to go away, because my heart is simultaneously resiliant and terribly fragile.
It feels sexy, and it kinda feels guilty.
It feels like I'll never see my bestie again :(
It feels like i need to seriously re-evaluate my career (but what else is new, right?)
It feels like I made mistakes, and I'm not certain how I feel about that, because it all depends, doesn't it?
It feels like eating gourmet cupcakes may be nice once in a while, but not every other day for a week~ you know?
It feels like this summer theatre thing might really happen, but it feels so unsettled right now that it feels like I might have an ulcer coming on, lol.
It feels like it might be a really long stretch of time before April vacation.
And it feels like I'm getting really fucking old, really fucking fast, with fuck-all to show for it.
I feel feelings. heeheehee.
It feels disappointing that vacation is nearly over.
Today it felt good to nap without anxiety over what else I 'should' be doing.
It feels good to have the house to ourselves once in a while, and it feels fucking great to be pleasured when I can be as loud and raucous as I want!
It feels lonely when you don't get to see your friends alot.
It feels like the tomorrow I dream about will never dawn.
It feels like a waste of time to keep writing.
It feels fucking awesome to climax multiple times in rapid succession, lol.
It feels gratifying to be appreciated and admired and respected.
It feels cozy to get a hug from your niece and hear her say ' i luvuh eeuuw Ahntee '
It feels empty when plans fall through
It feels depressing when you have to pick and choose which bills you can manage to make payments on before month's end.
It feels like he might never actually move out.
It feels frustrating to even THINK about going back to work monday.
It feels liberating to go braless.
It feels like sexy-time when the husband dims the lights and gives that smoldering look.
It feels nostalgic to wear hid button downs.
It feels nice that family will stop by tomorrow, but irritating that I can't show the apartment off the way I'd like (I know my little climbing-monkey of a neice would LOVE the loft, godammit!)
It feels like helplessness to see what goes on and not be able to help it, prevent it, or make any meaningful change.
It feels like a pressing weight, thinking about going back to work and dealing with that wretched ass of a co-worker.
It feels bouy-ing to know that my favorite mentor will be there, though, smiling and sassy, and always with the right advice.
It feels like limbo, and part of me loves it, and part of me wants it to go away, because my heart is simultaneously resiliant and terribly fragile.
It feels sexy, and it kinda feels guilty.
It feels like I'll never see my bestie again :(
It feels like i need to seriously re-evaluate my career (but what else is new, right?)
It feels like I made mistakes, and I'm not certain how I feel about that, because it all depends, doesn't it?
It feels like eating gourmet cupcakes may be nice once in a while, but not every other day for a week~ you know?
It feels like this summer theatre thing might really happen, but it feels so unsettled right now that it feels like I might have an ulcer coming on, lol.
It feels like it might be a really long stretch of time before April vacation.
And it feels like I'm getting really fucking old, really fucking fast, with fuck-all to show for it.
I feel feelings. heeheehee.
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