I got a weird phone call on my celly, while we were having Christmas dinner. The number looked familiar. They asked who it was. I said my OG name. They said wrong number, but I couldn't help but wonder if.. Said they were looking for a friend. Then I felt like it coulda been a friend that didn't think I was. Or was saying I wasn't being a friend. Got my wheels spinning.
I hope I'll be able to remain androgynous, even though I've come down from my meds. I believe I'll be alright, somehow. I'm still wrapping my mind around ideas of how dating may and may not be different.
I think it's sad how distant I always am from my bio family. Our biological connection seems like the only reason we get together. Sometimes I think it might be the slightest bit deeper than that, for some unknown reason. Think it's just me being sentimental. I usually connect more with other people's families. Not that it ever lasts.
I get awfully tired of my nagging libido.
I'm seriously considering switching instruments again. I know. You don't need to say a thing. I want to play the sitar!
- Current Mood:
weird
- Current Music:Cocteau Twins - Heaven or Las Vegas.
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