I've altered this photo and I think it's screamingly obvious where, but I'm still screamingly proud of this first silly Lycrasoft effort. Soon I'll alter the whole world to look the way I want it to. There are a couple of substantial changes I can think of.
I'm off to the north and feeling sad about not being with the man for a few days. You wouldn't believe how pathetic that makes me feel. Why do I have such silly intimacy issues? Why do I have to think all macho? Why can't I just accept my emotions as they happen? That's why Monsieur makes the big bucks I suppose (although I'm still paying on a sliding scale, thank god. I keep thinking I see the end of credit card debt and then bang! Some completely predictable massive expenditure comes along and I take three steps back.)
We had a great session last Wednesday. One would like to leave parts of one's childhood behind but they don't always leave one behind, I suppose . . . people (well, me) resist the idea of impact from childhood carrying on into adult life but that doesn't hold up, really - such an educational time of life and so easy to learn the wrong lessons. And one acts on those stupid lessons over and over, all the while claiming one's dealt with the past and it's over.
Not much else to tell you as we go into this long weekend (or just normal weekend, if you're not meeeeeee - ha ha ha ha), except bundle up, drink lots of ginger tea and vitamins, and gargle salt water every morning to keep colds at bay.
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To answer your question from the caption on Flickr, the steam is visible because water in the gas form condensates in the cold air and so becomes visible. Rather than being invisible gas water, it's now visible liquid water suspended in tiny drops in the air, I think. It's the same reason why the windshield fogs up in the winter, why the shower mirror fogs up, why you can see your breath inside your house if you're in Japan in the winter, why you can see exhaust trails behind air planes high up in the cold air, and why there are clouds. Yey for clouds!
Aha! I understand, which is miraculous. I bet you're a good teacher.
Congratulations on the beautiful photo and the great session. We notice how childhood influences others' behaviour but it is so difficult to notice it in ourselves. It has become a cliche that we don't think about anymore and yet we haven't taken the steps to deal with those influences. We think it is only those who suffered abuse when young who have to deal with their past.
It is so much work going through the lessons learned in childhood. Sorting through what is true and what is false and which beliefs were adopted but need to be unadopted.
Yeah. It's as though we can dismiss things because they're clichés without realizing they got to be clichés because they're so universal.
Pretty picture!
I hope I'm not doing too much damage to Tink right now. I wonder what it is he'll feel the need to 'work through' when he gets older. Probably his mother kissing and hugging him too much..I really maul that kid!
Have a good time up north. Accept that you're going to miss your lover!
Oh, don't think like that - most damage is completely accidental and inevitable and people work it out for themselves!
Don't worry, I don't put too much thought into it! It's true that most damage is accidental..and not too terribly damaging..
As long as you're able to let go there's no such thing as too much love!
I had too much love once, it was awful. Let's just say size really does matter sometimes, and not in the clichéd way either. Yeesh.
Ooooh, that does not sound very nice Mistress. Um, moving along, I think I'll be okay with the letting go thing Sugarplum; at least outwardly, in private I'll cry quietly in the fetal position. ;)
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