Winter solstice is my favorite day in the entire year. I am partial to darkness. So it was with a joyful heart that I went and finished my Christmas shopping this evening. It was hectic, and it was fun.
There seem to be more families each year that decorate their homes and I marveled at this as I drove home with my purchases. I rode through neighborhood after neighborhood savoring the bright displays of color and wondering what it must look like from the sky.
As I drove through the university, my eyes, hungry for more Christmas lights, focused on the blue emergency lights. I have taken Ecstasy at the university on a number of occasions, and the blue lights used to look absolutely stunning there across dark lawn on a moist night while I was rolling my tits off. The memory of those lights and those nights changed me... it was enough to propel me into the next block of lights with new eyes.
I have been trying to some time now to put in to words what the rest of my ride home was like. The lights were warm and beautiful. Santas were loving and generous. Snowmen were smiling and happy.
The above paragraph doesn't begin to describe how I felt. I don't know how to express this!
Regardless. I've had some wonderful times, and I feel blessed.
hmmm... ps. I did not go to the university alone. I had a rolling buddy... the best, funniest, most entertaining person I ever knew. My teacher. My friend.
There seem to be more families each year that decorate their homes and I marveled at this as I drove home with my purchases. I rode through neighborhood after neighborhood savoring the bright displays of color and wondering what it must look like from the sky.
As I drove through the university, my eyes, hungry for more Christmas lights, focused on the blue emergency lights. I have taken Ecstasy at the university on a number of occasions, and the blue lights used to look absolutely stunning there across dark lawn on a moist night while I was rolling my tits off. The memory of those lights and those nights changed me... it was enough to propel me into the next block of lights with new eyes.
I have been trying to some time now to put in to words what the rest of my ride home was like. The lights were warm and beautiful. Santas were loving and generous. Snowmen were smiling and happy.
The above paragraph doesn't begin to describe how I felt. I don't know how to express this!
Regardless. I've had some wonderful times, and I feel blessed.
hmmm... ps. I did not go to the university alone. I had a rolling buddy... the best, funniest, most entertaining person I ever knew. My teacher. My friend.
