I find myself drifting in melancholy this holiday season, that of the Winter Solstice, Saturnalia, Christmas, and Chanukah. I am home without family this year because most came on Thanksgiving. My young lover, Trouble, and a few “besties,” including Jeep Girl, come and go to my casita, but they have many activities with their families and friends outside of our circle. Thus, I’ve had quite a lot of time to myself, with ample quiet hours to think, muse, and meditate on life and love. I’m learning to put aside news and politics for a while, so my heart and mind are mostly at peace. Life is good, verdant.
My relationship with a young woman twenty years my junior is evolving, drifting, and growing into a deep friendship more than an ongoing romance. We knew it was inevitable, so we are content with the ebb and flow of our bond.
I do not have any “wild and crazy” sexual adventures to share right now. The latest that of the Iceland bartender was the most recent erotic encounter. I shot a few videos in the style of “I Feel Myself” and “Beautiful Agony” for Trouble. She likes those, and I enjoy making them. That was fun because it also ameliorated my exhibitionist itch.
I am journaling more and plan to invest more time in my production and screenwriting projects with the university. The travel company I work for on the side has not offered me any assignments for the new year yet.
My immediate goal for the new year is to find a path forward. I will find a way to trust myself and find ways to resist the destructive policies of the Trump administration where I can assert some influence.
I will discover ways to balance living, loving, and doing good in these troubled times.
Finally, I hope to find new, exciting ways to express myself as a liberated, bisexual, almost always horny, sometimes exhibitionist, and, I hope, humorous woman.
Happy New Year to all my friends!
Peace and Love,
Sparks
