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yesterday:
previous posts ... small thing, big impact: ... looking forward to a visit from my daughter :) me: my webpage, which includes contributions from friends email:
yes, please :) ... tiny pic of the scene collar and leash that i put on the cat ...
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(Thanks for the great quote, fish.) i am always baffled at how the days seem to whiz by so quickly. Yet i don't notice just how many have passed until i look at the last date on a journal entry, and then i suffer a pang of guilt for not keeping current. Especially now, since starting the webring and having other journalers sharing with me. i like the diversity of the other three people that have joined the ring. i feel a kinship with them, as i read their words. Suddenly i don't feel so lonely ... like i am the only woman out there who is living the kind of life i am. On an intellectual level, i know there are many. But on an emotional level, i need to hear from at least a few; how they feel and think and function in this lifestyle. Each journal is unique in its own way, and i think i like that part the best. i "watch" as one relationship is being born and excitement/fear is shown. i "hear" as another relationship with many years of highs and lows, is described. And i am moved to tears as the writer of the third journal contemplates her insecurities; her hopes and her fears. While i am reading about her thoughts as she is enveloped in the warmth of water and bubbles, i am taken to my own memories of standing in a shower, my mind drifting as i turn my face to the stream of wetness. If i stand there long enough, no one will know when i cry. i guess this entry is just a small thank you to these women, for joining with me and sharing with me. Thanks. :) ... shadoe February 21, 2000
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