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I can feel joy again, for sustained periods of time.

This is good.

Yesterday was a lovely, healing day. someotherguy and I spent
a peaceful, relaxing day around the house. We walked to the coffee shop
and spent our next-to-last dollar on coffee (I got paid today, but yesterday
was tight). We marveled at the spring/summerlike weather. We goofed
off, cleaned house a little, and I worked on my novel in fits and starts. I
heard in email from a person I've been having some difficulties with,
and it put my mind at ease to know zie wasn't ignoring me, but needed
time to work out the stuff I wanted to talk about.

Then I went to the coffeeshop with pure_agnostic (spent my
actual last dollar on another iced coffee -- yum!) while
someotherguy worked. Came home and ate yummy
ravioli and green beans, then popped a mountain of popcorn and
watched "Time Bandits" with someotherguy. ( TMI: )

All
in all, just a lovely day. I've been needing me one of those.

This morning, walking from the bus to the office, I was filled with joy --
at the weather, at life, at nothing in particular.

I'm baaa-aaack!

It happens

It happens. It especially happens when I'm getting close to my period and
I've spent time with a little kid.

The mommylonging.

It's okay. I'm all right with having chosen not to do something that I
really want to do, and having kids is something I've chosen not to do,
even though I really want a child. Still...

*sighhhh*

(How I deal with this sadness is to remind myself that for everything I
give up by not having a child, there is something I would give up by
having one -- the freedom to leave the house at a moment's notice;
financial freedom; having time to myself, etc. -- and to remember that
there is no end to wanting. If I got everything I wanted, I would find
something else to want.)

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I have a favor to ask -- can all y'all who are clueless about tact, sex, and poly please NOT come out to your parents? Kthxbye!

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Don't forget -- tonight's Bad Love at the
Nomad.