A few thoughts, as I feel like a new Squid.
Age sucks but has its compensation. I would prefer more things work, however.
I think I am finally over that disastrous first match, although, dear Augustus, you did try and warn me. Collating a wedding with four birthdays "to save money". Sheesh. And just downhill from there! Oh my tentacles were inky with woe and recriminations I hasten to pen, my roman friend! But...I never lied. May the Book of the Dead, say that if naught else.
I never paid for company, pretended to be Alpha, or straight for that matter. Should I tell him that Simon of Africa wants a rematch? Perhaps for a fee :laughing: His mouth was useful, who would have assayed _that_ bet!
My new life, you prod me! Well, I am truly a worshipper of Hesta now, and no sharp jocularity from you, m'dear Lord! I like being domestic but it took an Alpha to do it. And still keen to read your missive on love and it's calibration if I may prod in return! Is it that would do things to make their life easier, and not count it tedious? Vexing in others, is charming in him. And struggle (as is my wont) on the terror if death *would* part us, the pain and rage would split the world.
I struggle with self worth. But that is past males (and two Sappho's of passing grief). Some of it is chemical so I comfort the self that I would have been kinder if the hand dealt was in a better position. Could have been worse my purple-dove. So much!
