Slow Living

Early Spring

Gary's Economics

Changing Face of Britain

Things are so hard to figure when you live from day to day in this feverish and silly world.

As in childhood we live sweeping close to the sky and now, what dawn is this.

"I guess what I mean is sometimes I don't know what or who we are. Days I feel like a human being, while other days I feel more like a sound. I touch the world not as myself but as an echo of who I was. Can you hear me yet? Can you read me?"

Femininity suits me. It’s all I am. All I can be.

My husband knows this look. I’m hot and horny and want to be fucked like a whore.