I feel remarkably blissed. I’ve drank a big bottle of leffe, and a few shots of whisky and I’m listening to this because reasons. The world is quiet, it’s dark, it’s 5am and to be honest if the sun never comes up and the world never awakens I won’t be complaining. I don’t want to go to bed, and I don’t want to get up.
I feel like I’m waiting for something.
Gah, I have this image in my mind of S, lying on the day bed, smoking shisha. I’m trying to think over what my ultimate sexual fantasy is, since I’ve been asked. You know, I have no idea. I’m not sure I do sexual fantasy, there are women that I want to sleep with, women I find intoxicating and irresistible. Women who exude sex, and they know it, but it doesn’t make them arrogant because there is so much more to them that they’re proud of. Like this. This is not a human being: this is someone divine. When I watch Rachel Brice dance……I’m aware of a massive amount of feminine power, I feel myself affected by it, which is rare; it’s something that I crave, because I’m drawn to strong, powerful women. There’s a whole way of being there which isn’t open to males, no man could ever achieve it or imitate it, or even understand it, only experience it.
Meh, the sun is up, I’m going to bed.