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starrkers said:I'm scared.
Sitting in a leaking caravan in the middle of the most amazing storm.
The dog's scared too.
My dog's scared of everything.Gi_Venus said:thank you, it was just so unexpected must everyone I care about be gone?

The_Fool said:Slyc, there are no answers. At least none I have to offer. I can only offer friendship and the occasional virtual drink...
Vermilion said:<hugs to Sly> I know what you mean...
Blurt: So this is what happens when you conk out on the sofa at 9pm. You wake up at 6am feeling bright eyed and bushy tailed going "now what?"
I cleared up the fiance's breakfast things (he left at 5am for work experience) and turned some lights on and now there's nothing to do... not even GMTV. Would it be really sad if I went and wrote Christmas cards now?
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slyc_willie said:I always hate waking up that early. The world's just coming awake, and there's never anything good on either the radio or TV.
Guess writing Christmas cards is as good a distraction as any . . . .
damppanties said:Tomorrow.
eta: Chantily, that was lovely.![]()
Thank you darlin, still a work in progress but slyc_willie said:Doesn't seem to be too many people on, which just makes me feel more lonely.
I hate feeling lonely.
It was fine when I was really alone, when there was no one in my life. It was just me and a Monte Cristo sandwich and maybe a beer or two. Me and the ten-year-old laptop I still use due to ridiculous nostalgic reasons to write my stories. Just me and that quiet, dark time of night, listening to Coast To Coast AM and letting my fantasies pour out through my fingertips.
I forgot what it was like to really want and need to be with someone. I've had some lovers in the past year or so, and I value them as friends and confidants. One in particular, of course.
But now . . . this is something more, and I can't stop thinking about her, wondering about our future, what will happen, where we will go. Might we some day get married? Have children? What will her family think of me? What if I inadvertently piss off Uncle Bob?
We've talked about things like this, and I like that. We're both mature and adult enough to think about the future, about the possibilities, but not assume they will happen. We'll see where things go.
I'm still lonely. Because she's there and I'm here, and I think about her a hundred times a day.
And it's going to be over a month and a half before I can hold her, kiss her, taste her and smell her. Before I feel that smile on my face as we fall asleep spooned together like we fit perfectly.
I don't want to wait that long . . . .
its a new gadget and i'm having a blast.femininity said:i shouldnt have bothered![]()

togitc said:Four inches and it doesn't look like it is stopping. Snow day.
New personal best!impressive said:4:18New personal best!
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(418!)McKenna said:Top ten guesses of what this might mean:
10.) How long it took you to orgasm this morning.
9.) How long it took you to get the kids out the door.
8.) How long it took you to warm up oatmeal.
7.) How far you've read in your Bible. ()
6.) Some obscure kind of math that I don't get.
5.) Wait, is this something to do with Sudoku?!
4.) Time it took to shower, get dressed, and return to keyboard.
3.) How long you've held your breath.
2.) How long your last orgasm lasted. (If only!)
1.) How many men (and women) of Lit are in lust with you.(418!)