goosy

sub male

79

They say the third act is where the themes finally come together. I sure hope so, because mine have been all over the map.

I’m stumbling through the 'last third' with the curiosity of the dilettante alive and well, but now that’s tempered by the knowledge like a sailor on shore liberty, that time is the only currency that matters.

I value clear communication, but sometimes totally screw it all up.

The Leonard Cohen song, The Tower of Song sums it up with “My friends are gone and my hair is gray. I ache in the places where I used to play. I’m crazy for love, but I’m not comin’ on”

A mostly closeted lifetime sub.

Children, scat, cutting, innocent bystanders

I’ll probably never go to another MAsT meeting or TES workshop or house party…and that’s what’s got to be ok now because that’s what is

Apr 13, 2026