Physical: sore throat, blistered hands
Mental: My mind is running a million miles an hour, and I can't stop. At the same time, I am physically and emotionally low on spoons. I wish I could could do something productive, like cleaning.
Emotional: I think how fast spoons get used makes me really interested in specific direction. I also still really want things like vanilla sadism, and I'm a bit sexual. Masturbation and slapping or something? Watersports? I don't really need aftercare, and I can take care of myself.
I may have found some house possibilities. I'll call them tomorrow. Fingers crossed.
Aisha and I practiced rope today, since we're performing on Wednesday. It went incredibly well! Our best scene so far.
My heart is sad. I just found out Tori doesn't want to come back to Albuquerque. Like ever. And Phoenix said a thing on Facebook that seems a whole lot like we're not friends. The thing with Mars isn't going very well. I hate losing people. I never, ever let go. I don't know how. I hurt so much, because I love so hard.
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