Update, Again, Because I Can
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I need to write to Tash... I haven't heard from him yet. I'm a touch worried about him, considering what he went through... I decided to give him a week, then bug him a bit if I'd not heard from him and as I just stated, I've not.

I HAVE heard from a startling number of people who seem completely willing to take me on as a 24/7 slavegirl, taking care of me completely in return for my service... which sounds nice, but a) I doubt they understand how much trouble I can be, what with my health and all... b) I doubt they would let me keep my boys... and c) they all want me to relocate.

Admittedly, some of the relocations sound like fun... London, Florida, California, Washington, various parts of Canada... Australia, Ireland, Germany... places I'd love to see.

But I ain't leaving my boys. *wry grin*

However... eh, let's just say that desperation is a fine motivator. It's always nice to know that if worst ever came to worst, I COULD find such places, even if the cost was my freedom. I'd rather not make such a deal - I've given up my freedom before and it's not always pleasnt.

*shrugs*

I'm not 100% sure why I even let it list me on that site - you can choose not to put up a personal ad, just keep a weblog. I guess it was curiousity, mostly... and my overwhelming desire to always have someplace to jump to. I lived life too long trapped in a dead-end little coastal town, with no place to run to, no place to hide, no place really and truly safe or even interesting. I was trapped. Stuck.

And I don't intend to let that happen again... if I DID jump, if something happened here so horrible that I had to leave, to accept one of these posts... you can bet that I'd let people know where I was going, and that as soon as possible I'd have somewhere new to jump.

Unless...

*wry grin*

...unless I liked it.

Unless it turned out to be just what I needed.

Which somehow I doubt - with my health, I'd make a lousy slavegirl. Too sick to be useful half the time. Then again, any Master who can afford to just ship a slavegirl to him, take care of her, etc... might be able to afford the treatments I need to get BETTER. That would be a welcome change.

I'd still rather have my boys, though.

It's better to have love and poor health than pain and fear and reasonably good health. MUCH better. *grins* I like what I've got.

Speaking of what I've got, and what I've NOT got... Alex, I miss you. Haven't seen you in a few days.

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