I'm having a sensation resembling writers' block and it's frustrating me to no end. I wanted to write about the rest of the weekend with the Dungeon 101 night, the euphemistic pretzels we had with BF1, the concept of how relationships are more and more often falling along a spectrum in places without clearly understood labels that might be applied elsewhere... I want to write about the crush I've got on GMD who is 99 miles away and I haven't even met in person.
I have all kinds of thoughts about our plans this weekend for an "Adult Truth or Dare" party we are going to, hosted by the D/S pair that have been a conversation topic more and more between me and The Mr. and all the ways that sort of an event could go.
I want to make sense of the shift in my own boundaries I am feeling regarding the female Sub of the D/S pair as well as the GMD thing. Initially, women were so far off the table that even a married man with a consenting partner who I would not meet was out of bounds. GMD is married, and his wife has 2 boyfriends. And they all 4 spent the weekend at the shore together. The only thing I feel looking at that is a sense of admiration for her... If I ever thought of myself as a greedy little princess, the idea of her set up makes me feel a little more like a humble chamber maid.
I want all the thoughts and processes that are going on in my brain to be documented in my voice, and not in a sterile narration like it keeps turning into.
But for now I'll drink my coffee, reply to GMD on OkCupid and enjoy the extra time with The Mr. before work.