And yet exists in the between
In the air
I sat, back straight, eyes focused, legs crossed, tightly concealing my myself. The ad in front of me was chic, simple, almost elegant. A woman stared at me provocatively through heavy eyeliner and what could only be fake lashes, her lips were slightly pouted and her hair hung in exotic waves, dark against her bare skin. She was showing off the sheer-lace-satin-silk, beaded black undergarments that barely covered her at all. The panties were decorated with a tiny bow in the front and delicately finished with a white bead in the center of the bow, which I thought was cute, a perfectly wrapped present that one could buy for oneself, specifically to be enjoyed by someone else. I crossed my legs tighter. Someone had had the genius to add sheer portions just outside the carefully placed triangular silk-satin strip that even RuPaul, in all her gorgeous, glorious, clever ability, could not conceal herself.
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The morning is an opportunity to start refreshed from the night's slumber and wake to meet the sun. The sun, bright, filled with natural energy, ancient wisdom, and a beauteous power to warm the body. As we step into ourselves and move to go outside.
I was in third grade, age 8, when I started having intense dreams.
I was standing on my dresser. I leapt off the dresser and the world moved in slow motion as I came crashing to the ground. Slowly, slowly, slowly, I saw the ground approach closer and closer to my face. The pit of my stomach moving from the excited and terrifying feeling of falling to the sheer horror of about to smash into the blue carpeted floor. Just before I pounded my face into the ground I was shocked as a strong, pulling, upward motion grabbed hold of my body from the belly and swept me towards the ceiling. In my relief the motion took over me and I began flying through the room. In circles and figure eights I went flying gleefully and happily with an incredible joyous feeling for this new talent I had found. For hours I swooped through the room, laughing to myself at the extraordinary experience. It was vivid and more real than anything I had experienced in life. Weeks later, I could not tell if I had dreamt it or truly experienced it.
I walked down the street to the consignment shop. I had been there so many times before. Trinkets and treasures could always be found. I was excited because today was thrifty Thursday and everything was 20% off. I stepped inside and went straight to the perfume bottles. I am a collector of bottles and I always like to find new items. I found a few that I liked and I greedily picked them up and put them on the cashiers counter for safekeeping. I wanted to take a wander around the store to see if there was anything else that I wanted.