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Last Christmas
Last Christmas George Michael made Christmas UK number one this year for the first time. I wonder what made everyone download his song this year? Originally "Last Christmas" was kept off the number one spot by the not so great, but very well-meaning "Do they know it's Christmas." And for the first time in many years I forgot post Christmas messages my blogging friends, old and new. I hope, (as is possible seeing as I haven't posted year,) that none of you made a special trip read my annual messages this year. I hate disappoint anyone. Sorry if I did. But so few of those who I have known and come love over the years have been around lately. I know I need either start some new friendships, or else admit this place simply doesn't draw me in like it used anymore. I don't really know why. I do know that for great many people the blogs here seem serve a purpose. Whether they know it or not, there is usually an underlying reason why people first start write a blog here. And then they go through a process, which usually runs something like: curiosity, addiction, introspection, connection, understanding, enlightenment/disillusionment, and finally indifference. Sometimes I thought I had found some enlightenment, never really had any problem with disillusionment, and I never wanted reach indifference, but at least for the last few years it seems perhaps I did. Now I feel, somehow so similar how I felt when I first started blogging in about 2007. Something, as ever, is missing in my life. I know it can not really be found here. But I also know I like look, and that I liked what I found here instead, despite the fact that it sometimes led me places which weren't so good for . If you read through that lot then let reward you with this. I had a dream a couple of nights ago. Just like the old days. She was tall and dark haired. She could read my thoughts from a distance and she knew what I was thinking about her. She wanted do that thing where each of you has the other's nipple between your teeth and you each gently squeeze a little harder, keeping pace with each other, until one of you gets too close to where it hurts. Then you just keep touching that edge for a while, daring each other to cross the line. As I was thinking about this, a vision came into my head. She wanted to fuck. She wanted to feel me in her. Could this be real? Was there really someone out there to whom I was connected, who could actually be reading my thoughts? I felt she was telling me she wanted to know what it would feel like to have me come inside her. I think she would already have already known - what she really meant was she wanted to feel what she knew it would be like. I wanted that too. I hope she knows that. I tried to imagine it, but the connection had gone and I woke . The memory was vivid though, and at least for now has stayed with me....... |
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Nice to see you back. Still not finished that book? Lol This place sure isn't what it used to be. I had no problem with doing a blog, now it seems ideas just won't come, but I'm still hanging in there. Happy New Year. Hope it's not too bad where you are. Not been too bad here, but now we have to wear masks when in shops etc. I've been having to wear a mask at work for quite a while on and off. So nice at the end of my shift to walk outside and take the horrible thing off, but better to be safe than sorry.
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Nice to see you back. Still not finished that book? Lol This place sure isn't what it used to be. I had no problem with doing a blog, now it seems ideas just won't come, but I'm still hanging in there. Happy New Year. Hope it's not too bad where you are. Not been too bad here, but now we have to wear masks when in shops etc. I've been having to wear a mask at work for quite a while on and off. So nice at the end of my shift to walk outside and take the horrible thing off, but better to be safe than sorry. Full lock down here again, but what can you do - it is just like the rest of life really: just try to keep focussed on what you can do, and try not to worry about what you are missing. Definitely better safe than sorry. Same as condoms really.
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Happy New Year to your too Author - glad to see you are still writing away.
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Well happy new year to you Dreamer! So wonderful to see you here. For me, even when I have the urge to write, I don’t want to write here anymore because letters and words still go missing. It’s frustrating. I only know one blogger who has it figured out and puts characters over certain letters to get around the issue. I hope you are well and safe...and happy. Me? I’m doing well work-wise, and after months and months of just me and my girls in the house, I’m happy to say that we still like one another. And the dog is way over-attached. Muah from across the pond. K
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Well happy new year to you Dreamer! So wonderful to see you here. For me, even when I have the urge to write, I don’t want to write here anymore because letters and words still go missing. It’s frustrating. I only know one blogger who has it figured out and puts characters over certain letters to get around the issue. I hope you are well and safe...and happy. Me? I’m doing well work-wise, and after months and months of just me and my girls in the house, I’m happy to say that we still like one another. And the dog is way over-attached. Muah from across the pond. K Yes, everything is good here, and I'm glad to hear you and your family are all okay too.
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Ah Dreamer, it was nice to see your name flash across the page the other day. I feel similarly as in I don't have many lit up on my watched blogs page anymore. I am trying to make new friends but I'm not sure what way that will go. For now, I will look forward to hearing from old friends such as yourself (even though I came here at Christmas and missed your traditional post ) and possibly learning something about what's missing in my life.
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Happy New Year Dreamer. I think I have finally reached the point of being indifferent to the site. It has changed so much from when I first joined and there are just too many things that don't work! Added ro that the calibre of men is not what it once was! ~~Anais Nin~~
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Ah Dreamer, it was nice to see your name flash across the page the other day. I feel similarly as in I don't have many lit up on my watched blogs page anymore. I am trying to make new friends but I'm not sure what way that will go. For now, I will look forward to hearing from old friends such as yourself (even though I came here at Christmas and missed your traditional post ) and possibly learning something about what's missing in my life. I wonder if another reason things began to feel different here is that everyone knows all about social media now, and most people use one or more of the mainstream versions. When I first started blogging here, no one had even heard of the one with the "F" symbol or the one with the little bird. I also notice there are far fewer youngerish people - when you and I were first blogging there were lost of thirties and forty-something people blogging, now it is more 50 plus I think.
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Happy New Year Dreamer. I think I have finally reached the point of being indifferent to the site. It has changed so much from when I first joined and there are just too many things that don't work! Added ro that the calibre of men is not what it once was!
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What IS missing in your life chick - do you have any ideas? I wonder if another reason things began to feel different here is that everyone knows all about social media now, and most people use one or more of the mainstream versions. When I first started blogging here, no one had even heard of the one with the "F" symbol or the one with the little bird. I also notice there are far fewer youngerish people - when you and I were first blogging there were lost of thirties and forty-something people blogging, now it is more 50 plus I think. I actually really like that there are so many older bloggers- We're old too!
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Hello Wild - I knew you were kidding, all the same I am sorry I wasn't here. It actually would matter to me that you made the trip, (let alone barefoot in the virtual snow) and I wasn't there. So gorgeous to see you, and lovely to have the thought of you in bare feet to dream on.
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