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Moments in my day
Moments in my day Moments in my day written August 7th, 2021 1. I wake and look out the window at the morning sun shining through the leaves. I look out the window again and it is the dusk sky of day's end. The day has gone somewhere someone. 2. I sit and stare out the half-circle window. Somehow I have arrived here so I stay. I'm not sure where or when I am. I don't move. I wait for someone say it is ok and hope they don't notice if it is not. 3. I am writing about touching a man. I write: "I grab him by the...." and stop to think about what word to write. One of the others inside boisterously says It's an ass, grab him by the ass it can't be those other words, grab him by the ass! I blush and don't write "bottom" or "tushy" or "buttocks" I write: "I grab him by the ass." The other is satisfied and lets continue on my own. 4. I am suddenly in the body. I am in bed with a man. The others don't let out if it is dangerous, so I smile and say "Hi." He does sex things and it does feel good, I think. He has learned say, "Are you ok?" every few minutes. I say, "Yes, I'm ok." 5. I look through my binder of poems. I know it is writing here every single time. I recognize the handwriting, but even if it is dated yesterday I don't remember writing the words. 6. I am inside and hear one of the others I share this body with giggle. I come out note that I do not giggle, because I do not giggle! Then I go back inside letting the one who giggles giggle and be herself in the body we share. |
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Moments in my day written August 7th, 2021 1. I wake up and look out the window at the morning sun shining through the leaves. I look out the window again and it is the dusk sky of day's end. The day has gone somewhere to someone. 2. I sit and stare out the half-circle window. Somehow I have arrived here so I stay. I'm not sure where or when I am. I don't move. I wait for someone to say it is ok and hope they don't notice me if it is not. 3. I am writing about touching a man. I write: "I grab him by the...." and stop to think about what word to write. One of the others inside boisterously says It's an ass, grab him by the ass it can't be those other words, grab him by the ass! I blush and don't write "bottom" or "tushy" or "buttocks" I write: "I grab him by the ass." The other is satisfied and lets me continue on my own. 4. I am suddenly in the body. I am in bed with a man. The others don't let me out if it is dangerous, so I smile and say "Hi." He does sex things to me and it does feel good, I think. He has learned to say, "Are you ok?" every few minutes. I say, "Yes, I'm ok." 5. I look through my binder of poems. I know it is me writing here every single time. I recognize the handwriting, but even if it is dated yesterday I don't remember writing the words. 6. I am inside and hear one of the others I share this body with giggle. I come out to note that I do not giggle, because I do not giggle! Then I go back inside letting the one who giggles giggle and be herself in the body we share.
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Lovely views into your facets. I hope to read more when given the chance My name is MrWrong and I approved this comment
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each time i read you , i learn more and more. this must be cathartic for you. always so interesting and enlightening for myself too
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goodbuddy781
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Nicely said
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11/22/2021 3:12 am |
I come to know You and you better each day. My arms stretch wide enough to hug you all.
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