Lying on a mattress on the floor; warm from the body next to me and the blanket shielding us from the cold draft coming in from the sliding door. I remember the tiles were white; the blanket was colourful once but now it’s faded. Jeepers Creepers is playing in the background; it’s loud and boring but it makes her lie closer to me.
Face to face I know what’s supposed to happen next; I know what I’m supposed to do; I can’t move. She’s inching closer every now and then; it feels like once an hour it’s more like once a minute. I know what she’s thinking; I still can’t move.
She’s so close now our foreheads are almost touching and I can feel her breath on my mouth. I hadn’t started smoking properly yet so the smell is new to me; I know what it is but I wasn’t addicted to it yet. We’ve shared a few together; it makes me feel cool and light headed.
I fidget an inch and our faces are parallel; her eyes stop avoiding our situation and lock on mine for a split second, then they close, slowly. I’m still too scared to do it but I can’t stop now we’re both moving in slow motion. Our lips touch; slightly open; I’d like to thank instinct for guiding my tongue to hers. They touch for a second as our mouths seal together and begin to close. She licks my top lip just before our mouths are both shut again and it’s over.
It’s over before I can comprehend what’s happened.
I’m not sure why; but I told a friend I’d write down what I remember from my first 3 kisses. They’ll be titled as follows:
Hold your breath here goes.
This dude is SERIOUS about his virus protection.
Click the image to see it with a bit more context.
… is fucken crazy.
He was like a foot or so over her driveway!
So as per the norm I haven’t updated properly in AGES. I sat down now to try and get a good update out and I just couldn’t figure out where to start. I’m just going to try get everything down via some cliff notes and then pick up the pieces as and when I feel like it (let’s be honest this won’t be a quick process).
- Finished reading “The Game”
- Finished the follow up book “The Rules of the Game”
- It wasn’t as good; how-to’s are too practical for me
- Still having fun being single
- The universe keeps sending me cute 17 year olds
- I’ve taken some nice pictures
- I bought myself a new toy
- Still writing on my wall
- got a little raise & promotion
- Assistant Operations Manager
- Ass Ops Man
- Oddly; it’s more important than it sounds
- It’s too easy to spend money
- I need to sort out a savings plan
- Need to make supper plans…
I’ve been using RescueTime on my work laptop for a while now and it’s really interesting to see what I get up to. So I decided to install it on my home PC and spy on myself a little.
There should be a little block on the top right “How I spend my time whilst I should be writin’:” with my top 10 activities for the week.
Enjoy.
So I opened up the soft copy of my blog today to get updating and found this; not dated of course.
The memories flow like blood from an open wound.
Coming home has ripped off my mob doctor band aid.
