My finger is hovering over the click button to buy my plane tickets to London for next year’s Eroticon. Peter continues to bring a little pocket of joy and play into my week. The school year is in full swing. My back pain has lowered to a 5 or 6. My finances are straightening out. I’m sleeping well. I’m thick as fuck. I’m calm.
I’m headed to the mountains this weekend for a best friend’s wedding. I can’t wait to feel the chill air on my skin and wrap my arms around my friends.