Its been so long since I've written a passage here. I do not know where to start. I view my return on here more like a staggering drunk walking into a formal reception. Almost speechless and not wanting to ruin the party. Anyhow, I've been simply busy living. Busy befriending, coping, re-exploring life at its best. Simply, but not tainted in its mediocrity.
I'm content at this point. Sitting here, another sleepless night and a restless dark morning. My six reptilian children sleep like my beloved. When I speak of children, I mean tails & scales. Claws and fangs that will not harm anyone. They are adorable babies. A milksnake, a boa, two ball pythons, a bearded dragon, and a tegu. They're wonderful children indeed.
Funny, I'm sitting here thinking about the most mundane things. How I cannot wait to sit at my new favorite coffee shop. Sipping on coffee surrounded by Egyptian decor and settle company.
My mind wonders to a strange dream I had the other evening. It was like a fever dream. It was frightening and ridiculous at the same time. In the dream, my beloved had a strange surgical procedure where he transformed into a cyborg of some sort. Frightening with his humanoid head in his torso, mangled in metal and brass (I think). His mind was tampered by the metal and circuits. His mental state was changing and I wanted to get away from him as fast as possible. I ran, and he broke through walls running after me. My beloved wants me to draw or paint this image of him as a cyborg. I'll see what I can do with that. Perhaps I'll post it on here, if I get around to do it.
