daily me

i passed junkyard-dog-man again this morning… he stared at me… he stopped walking, turned, and continued to stare at me as i passed… it was very aggressive… i am wearing a pretty black and white floral sundress… spaghetti straps… just covering my breasts……

this past weekend my wife and i met her cousin sue at cafe mutton, our niece's restaurant in hudson, ny... after a delicious and wonderfully flavorful lunch... after lunch we drove over to the main drag of hudson and went window shopping... this sign was…

once upon a time there was man and woman and they played passionately and fruitfully in the beautiful garden of yinyang intimacy… so fruitful was their play in the garden that what began as two quickly became multitudinous… and with that multitudinous exp…

on my walk this morning i pass two men who make the hairs on my neck stand… i sense their hostility… the first one is white and wiry… a junk yard dog sort of fellow… i do not look him in the eye in case he considers it a challenge, as any junkyard dog wou…

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this morning i am audrey hepburn breakfasting at tiffany’s… hair up in a bun… blue satin mini shift dress with a quasi cowl neckline that covers my collar bones… i search for words to describe how i feel in this dress… sexy… in an air wafting up teasingly…

since i entered trans feminine space, i have played around with different configurations of pronouns and haven’t found a natural fit… bodily, “he” is accurate… psychologically and emotionally, not so much… i enjoy the idea of being “she” the most, even as…

yesterday i was grateful for a friend’s trust… today i am looking forward to a trip to sunny nails with holly… —- notes… an aiyi can’t experience what a human feels when being bitten.

yesterday i was grateful for a good meeting at the cemetery… today i am looking forward to coffee at the “raw table” with my new coffee friends and getting my nails done… notes… more and more i am invited into the sisterhood… women are talking with me in…

yesterday i was grateful for brunch with friends and stanza books… today i am looking forward to aj and yoga with anne… notes… yesterday at brunch… women strong, men masculine, me as much woman as man… i was the anomalous presence… there was b and m who o…