DickDykeDone

Over the years I've broken up with a lot of men. And one woman. That's kind of what this feels like, and I've been avoiding it for over a month, waiting to see if I'd have a change of heart. But it's over and it's time for me to admit it. To myself and to anyone else who is still with me.

I started DickDykeDick, originally named My Decade as a Dyke, to give me a place to write. A reason to write. And all of you, with your comments and support, were more inspiration than I ever imagined possible. Along the way, I fell in love with a married Dom and developed a passion for self-portraits. And you were there, never a harsh or critical word in over two years. Just love, lust and understanding. The perfect relationship, wouldn't you say?

So why am I leaving? Because this blog belongs to Him and there is no room for another man here. There isn't even room for me. Not a me without Him. Because this blog is really just a long crazy mash of an intense love letter to the man that I adore. And I can't keep coming back here.

I'm moving forward. With my work and with my heart. I've begun a play that I'm excited about, one that deals with, surprise, sex. And I continue to see New Boy. I like him more and more all the time. He's a good man, he's kind, he listens to me and really thinks about what I say. He surprises me.

I could write so much more, and so much better, but I'm sobbing now and I don't know how much of it is because of the blog, because of Him or because of all of you, my friends, whom I will miss so much. It's been a wonderful two-and-a-half years. Thank you.

Food for Thaw

Ever read the back of a bag of ice?

It appears the International Packaged Ice Association
has determined their product is worthy of the food pyramid. 

I'm just trying to think of the last time I heard someone say,
"No thank you, I'd love a piece of pie,
but I just had two huge helpings of ice and I'm stuffed."

Cumming Soon

I'm back.
But trying to catch up at work and home from being gone a week.

Which should take me about another week.
Geez.

This Week

Gone Writing

I'm traveling to a weeklong writing workshop
and don't think I'll be able to post for a bit.

But I'll be back...

Tonight

I always start a post with something. A thought. A feeling. A photo. An image. But tonight all I have is this...

I worked late. I swam my laps. I ate my dinner. I poured my wine. And now I want to write, to respond to all the lovely comments readers have left me, but my body tells me it's time for bed. Well, the Magic Wand and then bed;-)

Further Self Reflection

Self Reflection: The Sequel

I liked this shot as well:

a rather skewed point of view.

Masked DDD

I love knowing that I don't know what's coming.

Sinful Sunday: Self Reflection

 You know I never get tired of reflecting on myself.

See what's on the minds and blogs of other Sunday sinners.