Comfort Is Rare In This World
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T'lesh, ni anor tequeo sion 'a linta. Nolas takash, t'lesh... tequeo vela sa shiren zair linta.

*smiles softly*

And yes, that is the same smile. Still. I feel so much relief that I don't think I could even begin to put it into words.

Relief... contentment... safety... pride... joy... happiness... pleasure...

...and a bit of sadness, but it's the sort you get at the end of happy movies.

Caleb goes back to California tomorrow. I am REALLY hoping that Saturday night there'll be people around, or that I'll find a way to get to Rocky, or something - I do not think it would be too healthy for me to be alone tomorrow night. I know Sunday there'll be gaming people here and that's cool... but... yeah. I know myself.

*blinks* On the bright side, I have something to help me remind myself NOT to do anything even partially stupid. *smiles again/still*

And I also have a Kadin who has apparently been online when I am not, calling when Caleb is working online... argh! I need to call Nick, I need to call Kadin, I need to call Hida, I need to call Daris... Rhett, I don't even have a functional phone number for you. *eyes you* Shameful.

It's nearly 5:00 in the morning... Caleb is still working away, I distracted him briefly with sex and candles but only briefly. *sighs softly* Amazing, but I'm missing him already and he hasn't left yet. It's just that his head is in California still, not here. Or maybe it's just me being distracted and I'm transferring it, I don't know.

*grins* I promised him I'd let him work a bit more... but the moment he's done... it's pounce-time!

And then snuggles. Snuggles are good.

*purrs softly... curls up, dreaming of a huge bed draped with velvets and furs and soft feather-filled pillows, a tangle of warm bodies sprawled over and under eachother, half asleep, faint purring, arms tangling with legs, lips meeting in sleepy kisses, the scent of sex heavy in the room*

Erm... *sheepish* ...sorry. Just a bit distracted m'self, apparently.

And it's entirely your fault, blue-eyes. *blows a kiss at someone who as far as she knows has never had blue eyes, will never have blue eyes, but always shows up in her dreams with 'em anyway* Life is comfortable again.

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