I’ve been hiding in the shadows recently. Some of it’s been here, online – my postings have temporarily dwindled to my weekly HNT, with very little writing. But it’s been in person as well. I’ve slept a lot, done a lot of reading, done not a lot of wanking, and generally spent time at home, the cats and me.
So why am I hiding? I haven’t really thought to put a reason to it. The usual life issues continue, along with the usual life pleasures – I just have needed more time to myself (I am naturally an introvert, needing alone-time to recharge) than is generally the case.
Next month, May, will be a decade since my mother died. So it might be that. I have a strong cycle, along with a seriously resurrected period, for the first time in five years (and where did my horny go?) – it might be that. My brother Icarus‘ health continues to deteriorate, and I don’t know if he’ll make it to his 30th birthday (next January). It could be that. I’ve had my chronic migraine for coming up on 5 years – and I’ve so very tired of it. Perhaps that?
None of those things. All of those things.
So I hide in the shadows and work on gaining back some energy. And in the meantime I look after myself, and enjoy my new red nightie (as you can see in the photos), and try not to withdraw completely. I’m still here. I’m just … not as here as I’d like to be.
Give it time.
My thanks to Demeter for taking such wonderfully artistic photos.