Slowly

Well, so far September is being a bit of a mixed bag. Yesterday was the three week mark of being sliced and diced. I am tremendously better than I was, but I'm not healed yet. They did say six weeks for full internal recovery. And it is very clear that I am not healed completely on the insides. These things just take time, and time is passing, and every day I'm a little bit better. So really that's the most important thing.

This week is my first week back at work. I've been taking it easy and not overdoing it which has been fine. It's strange at work because I've been gone for a substantial chunk of time. There's a new person in my department as well, so that adds to the confusion of settling back in. But so far it all seems to be going okay as well. So that's good.

I've been working on my first assignment for the Art of Love website. Just now I'm waiting for the response to some interview questions I sent to an artist, and then I can finish up my article and get all of that underway. I'm still finding it tremendously exciting but I'm worried that I won't do a good enough job. This is probably a silly concern, but it will probably take a couple of articles until I feel more comfortable with it. Maybe I just still can't believe it's real!

My dating situation is about to pick up again I think. When I got struck down ill I had been talking to three extremely different people(s). I had even arranged first meetings with two of them for the week after I got ill which obviously had to be postponed. Now that I'm out and about and feeling a bit more like myself, I need to just meet these people as the email contact phase has gone on a bit too long in all cases. Mr.Aloof is still lurking in the background but that will never be the answer.

Oh, I should also add, that my newly inflamed interest in all things dating is because another person I know (hello you) has very generously recently shared with me some of his porn which aligns with my own viewing preferences. Watching this stuff before bedtime has given me some of the most extreme, pleasurable, but also frustrating dreams I've had for a very long time. Still, not at all complaining! Just makes me all the more interested in getting my act together so that it doesn't just have to be a dream in my head!