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09.26.05
10:00 p.m.

It's late and I probably shouldn't even be writing. I was going to write something last night, but after the day's activity; television and snuggles with Master seemed a much better idea.

Yesterday began with housecleaning and getting ready to host the MasT meeting, wherein we made yet another annoucement about our temporary relocation. Some of our dear friends hadn't heard yet, and were taken totally by surprise. They say they will miss us, and wish us the best. It was emotionally draining to have to face a room of 15 or so people, and break that kind of news. Emotionally draining.

Then we had the topic discussion, which was lively in itself. Afterwards, some people were interested in what we are selling. So we showed them, and they put their names down for some of the items. It amounts to quite a bit of $$.

(Friday, Master received nice little surprise check in the mail, which helps cover us financially from my time off work).

The foot was feeling better. Then I had mounds of activity yesterday. Today was my first day back at work, and the first day back in closed shoes. The second I shoved my foot in my boot, it started hurting. I ended up loosening the laces some, but still, the boot rides right on top of the injury. Big ouches all day. So today was another physically exhausting day. I was worn out from having to navigate that level of pain and staying focused on the job. It's a good thing I know what I'm doing at my job. A very good thing.

Master called and talked with Her mom last night, to let her know that we are coming out to stay with her. She took the news well, and is looking forward to spending time with us. Oddly enough, I'm looking forward to spending time with Master's family. I actually like them, and they actually like me! She said that she was wishing there was a way we could come out and spend some time with her.

I don't know how I'm going to be able to ride this emotional tide of leaving. I still have to make a public announcement to the Phoenix boys of Leather, and there are a few more friends we have to notify. Master is feeling overwhelmed at all the warmth and love people are gushing at us. I was used to that kind of attention in Tucson. But i was singular not plural. It isn't overwhelming me, it's just emotional making a planned move that takes me out of my home state, a beautiful land where mountains jut out and rocks hide spiney critters, and sometimes you see coyotes in the neighborhood. I think I will go find that rubber saguaro cactus to put on the car. (think I'm kidding).

The reality of moving hit home tonight when Master brought out boxes of books and had me go through them. My task was to separate my books from Hers, and make "keep" and "save" piles. I purged more books than what Master expected. Wow, I actually surprised Her. I also shed some really important ones; books I had been holding onto for sentimental value. Stuff I'm not willing to drag around any more. This IS about shedding, it means getting rid of my stuff. The crap I've hauled around for way too long.

It feels good though, to know that that junk isn't going to follow me around any more. That I won't have to carry that weight. It is a cleansing and a release, and this, this feels right for me to be doing, for Master and I to be doing together. By the time we get to Kansas, I hope to have only half of what I brought into this house..

Purging, release, rebirth. Is Fall Equinox about that? I thought it was about harvesting. *sigh*, leave a comment, tell me what you think.

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