I shall gather my laptop, a strong cup of coffee with hazelnut creamer. Slip into something “comfortable “ crawl into bed and write some spicy short stories. Mmmm. Ropes, floggers, whips, chains and all the things that excite me.
some stories will be gentle and sweet. Others will be deep and dark But all carry the desires of D/s.
now if my shift would just end so I can get home and write
no coffee for me this early morning. Two days of feeling yucky. Coffee does not sound good. Two days of a fever and no knowledge of thursaday even happening. Hot showers and sleep, my mind drifts from new story lines to ones I’ve been working on for several years.
enjoy your day. I will sleep some more and drag myself to work tonight
my career allows me the pleasure of much down time.
I spend my time reading a book, read 2 book in just over a week, starting on a new one.
I can write and edit a book
I can play endless games for scrabble
but when the tones sound, I am on my game
enjoy your cuppa joe, read a book, and dance freely.
coffee and Dragons make me happy. What else does a girl need? As long as she has a perfect cup of coffee, a dragon that would set the world on fire. And some music to dance to she’s set for life
who does coffee think they are? All high and mighty, judging me as I drink it in the shower, in bed, on the floor, sitting on the kitchen counter.
don’t forget your coffee
I work this weekend. I am sitting here thinking of what type of shit show well grace my con. this evening.
be who you want to be, live your life to the fullest
me as hold a big hot cup of coffee, while standing in a hot shower. Illuminated by candlelight.
I love where I am going and what I’ve made it through. I love that I am becoming more bold and vocal. I am meeting new people and making new friends. I am finally feeling that I’m headed somewhere.
