Feb 2014
Exotica is back in the drive
This is my second night in my new room. My husband has no idea I moved out from below him. I know he feels the power shift and has spoken directly to the fact that men no longer stare at me everywhere we go. I have never looked better but the power factor has men scared. "They know they do not have the power" he says. Oh really you completely understand this fact but not for your own situation? I get furious as I recall the cruel day.
I have had about 3 hours sleep. That is a generous estimate. I have laid down here and there trying to sleep with no mercy shown. I do not think I have ever curled up in the corner so small. I cannot remember what happened, all a fog. I cannot sleep without my Odd. I know he is within but today has just been mean as hell itself.
"Do you even like the pink outfit or purple hair?" I ask as we are going into town. I have been ignored all day unless cussed at. "NO" he responds.
What the hell is wrong with this man I am a hot ***** you dumb *******. I shake my head and think this is your last trip to town with a **** lady. I pity you fool. So ignorant to everything outside your routine.
I will say once more this is my second night in my new room and he has no idea I have even left. I serve his routine and then lay quiet like a dog in the corner.
Exotica is back in the drive. The beat of the music is changing.
I sit here on my bed in a room almost twice the size. I have HEAT now. So nice to be warm. Yes I will miss my pink bedroom. If I really miss it I can go play in it at any time. It will now be the sewing center and main area of crafting objects. I do sit here among millions of beads and strands of natural gemstones flowing down the walls and racks and racks of color..mmm color. Gentle sway with the music. Await the positive one. The one who takes away all the pain.
The mood of the room is changing....know that the music is changing. Close my eyes and sway. I await your awake. Come play
This is my second night in my new room. My husband has no idea I moved out from below him. I know he feels the power shift and has spoken directly to the fact that men no longer stare at me everywhere we go. I have never looked better but the power factor has men scared. "They know they do not have the power" he says. Oh really you completely understand this fact but not for your own situation? I get furious as I recall the cruel day.
I have had about 3 hours sleep. That is a generous estimate. I have laid down here and there trying to sleep with no mercy shown. I do not think I have ever curled up in the corner so small. I cannot remember what happened, all a fog. I cannot sleep without my Odd. I know he is within but today has just been mean as hell itself.
"Do you even like the pink outfit or purple hair?" I ask as we are going into town. I have been ignored all day unless cussed at. "NO" he responds.
What the hell is wrong with this man I am a hot ***** you dumb *******. I shake my head and think this is your last trip to town with a **** lady. I pity you fool. So ignorant to everything outside your routine.
I will say once more this is my second night in my new room and he has no idea I have even left. I serve his routine and then lay quiet like a dog in the corner.
Exotica is back in the drive. The beat of the music is changing.
I sit here on my bed in a room almost twice the size. I have HEAT now. So nice to be warm. Yes I will miss my pink bedroom. If I really miss it I can go play in it at any time. It will now be the sewing center and main area of crafting objects. I do sit here among millions of beads and strands of natural gemstones flowing down the walls and racks and racks of color..mmm color. Gentle sway with the music. Await the positive one. The one who takes away all the pain.
The mood of the room is changing....know that the music is changing. Close my eyes and sway. I await your awake. Come play
