Master - Hang in there ... Take good care ...

(thank you for the info Melora)

Cabin
Leaves . ..

Cabin
A msg has arrived asking Me to meet . . .

It must be a regional thing. I never heard of it.

Cabin
No thing appears . . .

getting a mojito

patron

Rehearsals
"Well I mean not in the conventional parlance, more like in a kinda academic sense? Uhhh, like as the opposite of dysphoria — like what you feel when people burden you with expectations, even quote-unquote ‘positive’ ones, or constriction that doesn't even have to do with gender and sexuality…"

Oh, but this was exciting, but… there was still an underlying caution to her, because that's what motivated her to attempt (and fail) neutrality a second ago — none of this could be her idea, because that would poison your crucial internal dialectic.

Still, now she set her bag down so that she could squeeze, instead, the basic University rehearsal hall folding steel chair, conveniently sturdy against the grip that it was suddenly subject to, allowing her to do her own bracing, as just a handlebar to stay within the whirlwind of your thinking-out-loud self-exploration.

"…I mean colloquially, I'll call anyone a guy. Like Holly's one of the guys or dudes, like being a 'guy' is more a vibe for people? Like this is about focusing your self-concept against your vocabulary or shaping your interface between self and society? I mean you don't need to have an academic answer or write a cohesive thesis on it, either…" Her fingernails rattled rhythmically against the metal back of the chair.

"…you can kinda treat it like eyesight testing — this, or this? That, or that? Try it on, see what feels good or bad, tune your identity to your comfort, it can be an ongoing journey? Maybe you walk through that park and just end up deciding you're still most happy with He/Him, that's totally plausible…"

Whaaat, was this really happening, like in real time, right in front of her? There was this sneaking thought in the back of her mind, like… should he be having this conversation with Elodie? What did this even mean?

I had Silly Putty as a kid, but never heard that story. Wow!

fury

I musta caught you late…

Makes sense…I know a hot one *s*

Cabin
Waiting here for a short while.

Have a good night

Kisses you softly…ltns

*smiles and nods*. They bake well, that's for certain.

thank you very much

Passion

Amish made bread…I love eating Amish stuff…when it’s available *s*

Driving on the highway in My patrol SUV

coming up on the old.... now abandoned highway connector

Noticing that closed sign must have been blown away in last storm

Decides to check it out in case there is someone who drove down the path not realizing it was abandoned road as sign was not there any longer and with no cell signal.. no way to contact for help...