Wiping the sleep from my eyes, vivid dreams of regret, forgiveness, possibility….all fresh in my mind.
Turning on my computer before the sun has a chance to spread it’s light. I’m addicted in the worst and best way to this machine. It’s been my downfall, and my salvation.
Surfing, ingesting, digesting another incredible blog by someone I don’t know, but realize I could be.
A blog full of paintings, pictures, prose, talent, bitterness and hope…simple in presentation, eclectic in content, yet clearly defined in vision…..offering a glimpse into the soul of someone who‘s been down the block of life.
One photo series brought a particular memory rushing back….that of the best sex I ever had. The memory still creates a post orgasmic rush in my chest and an involuntary smile to my lips. Thankful….for the experience…..the memory and for being reminded.
There are some truly amazing people ‘out there’ in the world. They offset the ugliness of the masses simply by living their lives, by creating the magic that is inherent in every gay human being.
That is the magic of blogging.