When it Shits it Pours

I had a near incident today. I almost said, “Why are you so fat?” to someone, following an equally f-ed up comment by them. But I refrained. Other possible retorts shot through my head in addition to potentially saying, “Why are you so fat?” But, they remained in my head, as mere thoughts. That’s right folks, I took the high road.
About the high road – it does not necessarily provide a wealth of good feeling. Sometimes, taking the high road doesn’t leave you feeling great. Granted, I know it’s a good thing that I took the high road, but, later, I found myself questioning my action of taking the high road. Undoubtedly, if I had not taken the high road, things would have escalated and, perhaps, that was the goal of the perpetrator. I don’t know. So, it’s good that I took the high road, but I don’t feel that great about it.
Now, that incident pales in comparison to the other thing that happened today. It was not a good day. I don’t think it’s a good idea to get into the other incident in a forum such as this, but I am incensed. Hopefully, tomorrow will be better, although it doesn’t seem like issue number two is going to disappear over night, which brings me to dreams.
Dreams allow a vacation from life. During those restful hours, dreams can provide a balm to heal lifes woes, or something like that. I seem to vaguely remember something from a high school english class and while I have the idea in my mind, the words vastly escape me.

It’s a Bloggy Blog World

It’s a bloggy blog world out ther with all these blogs fighting for attention.  Poly (see “Kickin’ blogs” on the sidebar) seems to be doing quite well by talkin’ about lesbians and sex and the intersection of the two.  Hey Poly, what happens if you’re feelings eventually fail to align with your beleifs of polyamory?  I raise the question for a couple reasons.  First, to have only had sex with one person (the husband) and to be polyamorous sounds like a conundrum.  I’m not saying it is, but it sounds like one.  Kind of like saying, “I love Italian food, but I’ve never had pizza.”

I’ve had some dreams the past two nights that have been characterized by a sense of unease.  Admittedly, I do not remember the dreams, but I feel the sense.  I think a certain person from my past my be involved in the dreams because the unease I feel gives me an indication.  To elaborate, I think this person’s feelings ended up contradicting stated beliefs, which is the other reason I bring up the question of misalignment of feelings and beliefs.

Poly, after browsing your blog, I have another question (nothing like trying to create an intra-blog discourse, eh?)… I believe you mentioned somewhere (can’t necessarily find it right now, and not sure exactly where I read it) about changing names when creating your blog, for annonymity sake, which makes perfect sense, but then I saw you posted a picture… so I’m left baffled at what seems more conundrumatic than my previous point.  Was I mistaken about your annonymity comment or is there another explanation to this conundrum?

P.S. I just created a category titled “Poly” … crazy.