Autumnal Textual Ramble (Patreon)

Hi there ❤️

The leaves have begun to fall. The temperature has dropped. The sun is currently setting away over the neighbors house as I'm typing this - adding colorful sunbeams and playful shadows to the wall next to me. Not at all what I usually correlate with this season.

For most of my life, this time of year marked the beginning of something negative. Colder, darker times, with sunless mornings, and sunless walks home from school. Long lonely train rides in the dark, and that inexplicable yearning for melancholic music that makes me think about all the things that could possibly haunt me.

My American friends call me dramatic. I suppose I can't help but agree with them at this point - at least compared to how most of them are, I'm quite a bit more touched by everything around me. Especially myself! Oh my brain knows exactly how to make me sad, or worse, embarrassed about past me! It's interesting how that seems to be a constant in my life. No matter how much I feel like I'm moving on, I still get a few sleepless nights of cringe-worthy memories peppered in here and there.

Dramatic too in expression - "oh woe is I, you stepped on my foot! I now surely shall perish."

or something like that.

Are you dramatic? I'm not sure how to describe being it, if not only in comparing myself to being more or less of it those around me. I invite you to indulge me in your own thoughts on the matter.

I'm noticing that my writing style today is a little different. More.. silly? Dramatic.

Huh.

Do you ever yearn for skin on skin contact? I know, quick change of subject. But these are my rambles, and you'll just have to let me indulge you in them for now.

So.. skin.

Skin on skin. Warm on cold. Soft, rough, stretch marks, blemishes, freckles, dots, scars, hairs, wrinkles, shades, all of the things. There is so much to explore - and hands are all too good at exploring. At being curious.

I bet yours are good at being curious.

You know I'm very.. willing, right? Of curious hands. Exploring skin and figuring out how and what and where. What makes me giggle, and what perhaps makes me breathe differently. I feel like you can learn so much from the way someone touches you. Curiosity can really speak for itself.

Are you looking at the picture while thinking about touching skin? You should. (it's at the bottom)

I'd definitely let you touch. Again - I'm incredibly willing. Besides, I bet you'd be gentle. (or maybe that's just wishful thinking..) - either way, it'd be an experience my body yearns for at the moment..

..

The sun is all but gone now. I went to refill my water, got distracted by my own thoughts, managed to catch myself imagining curious hands all over my body. A body that is woefully untouched at the moment - which I might do something about instead of this little silly ramble.

It's kind of a fun predicament from your pov I can imagine. On the one hand, you'd like for me to feel good and spend some time exploring my own body, my own thoughts. Desires.. - but on the other hand, this post will have to come to an end.sigh

I've decided on the former, and will therefore leave you with some digital kisses, and a wish for you to have a gentle time. Since I am unable to be there with you, giving you gentle physical attention, I'd love for you to do it for me instead. Ok? Deal. ❤️

See you around sweets,xo