Moral of the Story

For a couple months now, I've been talking to someone... I chose to mark my blog posts about him as private, because something felt off...  It wasn't anything he was doing though, in fact he was doing everything right.  He sent me flowers on valentines day, had taken me to a dozen dinners or movies, but still... something .... wasn't right.  

Then this morning, a friend of mine suggested that I get this free app that syncs the numbers in my iphone to my facebook contacts, updating the pictures and whatnot.  I thought, its free, why not?!  So I did.  Imagine my surprise when Ron's name and Ron's picture came up as a new contact, Gregory.  Suddenly, I had all of Gregory's information in my phone... his work details, office phone, wife's name, children's names, etc - but it was Ron's picture.  

So the moral of the story is: if you are using a fake name to cheat on your wife, spend the $20 and get yourself a burner phone that isn't synced with a facebook account. 

Love

"I think... if it is true 
that there are as many minds 
as there are heads, 
then there are as many 
kinds of love as there are hearts." 

- Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina

Don't let anyone else tell you how to love.

Happy Valentine's Day

A gaze

“his yellow eyes gazed at me possessively- I wondered if he realized that the way he looked at me was far more intimate than copping a feel could ever be.” ~ Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

I have not read this book yet or read anything by this author... but after discovering this quote, I must confess that I am much more tempted...  (Please don't judge me by the nature of this book, I cannot help that its a twilight copy cat kind of read.  The quote just spoke to me. lol) 

I tend to shy away from eye contact, especially when I am in a power exchange relationship with someone.  Once those defenses are lowered and the dynamic has developed, eye contact leaves me totally vulnerable and completely exposed.  My face is too expressive and my nature isn't one to protect myself from the One I ache to please... so everything is there... accessible... completely bare... and yes, those moments are far more intimate than any physical touch can be... perhaps that is why they steal my breath... 

So yes, a gaze can definitely bring me to my emotional/mental knees... much faster than a physical touch can.