...months later, I am still a cat. It took that long to build up, knock over, declare, accept, and work through the issues of being me. Now I think they're settled (is anything ever really settled?) Been spending a lot of time at an out of the way coffeehouse of erudite erotica. The milk cake is delicious, the owners wonderful, the art stimulating... A fine time to watch the very sexy hostess dance onstage; finer still when it is Azure there. Even my niece partakes, coffeeholic she is; tho in that space lines are blurred and Eira and I find ourselves more like each other than most other places. I do know she is itching to bring her fiance there for coffee and cuddling and canoodling or what have her. I need that escape, and the happiness of seeing finally the different quarters and aspects that are my personal lives congealing into something warm and caring and strife-free.
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