Reaching in Dreams

I remember waking at about 2am.  2am is the time I always wake, or so it seems.  Being at the beach was no exception. So at 2am, I am laying there, thinking about how great the weekend had been – thinking about much I still missed SB.  No distraction seems to remove the feeling that…

Silencing the Voices

“You are gorgeous. You are erotic. You are worth it.” I don’t recall if those were his exact words, but it doesn’t matter. He said something similar. He also said that he knew others had told me otherwise – made me feel otherwise – but that was bullshit – that was not me. I tried…

Half Time

“Fred misses you.” “I’m sure he does.” “He does. He told me.  You should come into my bedroom and bend over my bed so Fred can tell you how much he misses you.” “Mmmmm….” “Come with me, plus it’s half-time….” He took my hand to help me up off the couch, then turned down the…

Flashbacks While Shopping

“Let’s have Vietnamese Lettuce Wrap thingies this week,” I suggested while we were grocery shopping. “Sure.  I’m going to the butcher counter for chicken and bacon.” I grabbed the stuff I needed.  Cilantro, lettuce, scallions, carrots…. Then I turned to the next bin…. I needed ginger. A knob of ginger. As I sorted through the…