2021 can’t cum soon enough [MF, exhibition, oral, public]

Smiling and hanging out with your friends, everyone having a drink or two and recapping the year. Enjoying yourself but your mind is elsewhere. You smile, nod and make your rounds with everyone. The clock ticks closer and to the “auld lang sine” singing.

Was a good year but would be the perfect end with a kiss from the one on your mind. Would be an even better start to the next…

The clock grows closer and closer to midnight. Everyone seems to be pairing up and you decide to pour yourself some champagne anyways. You smile at the glass as the party starts to countdown 20…19…18…

You raise your glass and close your eyes, hoping for a good year to come. 5…4…3… You press the rim to your lips… HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! Everyone yells and cheers, you tilt the glass.

A hand slides around your waist, pulls the glass down, you open your eyes, put off a little and not wanting to kiss a stranger.

Air Head [MF, exhib, public play, oral]

The plane hums and ticks as I lean against the cool wall, next to the window. It’s early morning, of course I am low on sleep after celebrating being all packed for our trip. In all reality we could celebrate anything but we both need this get away. I’d stay up or get up early to celebrate with you anytime. But now the adrenaline of making it to the airport and getting on the plane all in tact has me crashing hard, face against the wall and looking out the window. Warm under our blanket, leavin the cold of winter for just a week, headed south, full of excitement to be showing you another country for the first time, I smirk as I drift off and you cuddle up under my arm with your head snuggly fixed on my shoulder I couldn’t be any happier right now.

Far Off Escape [MF] [exhibition] [oral] [first post] [LONG]

So, my recent fantasy goes like this… wrote this for a pen pal while bored at work…

Down on my luck and deciding to take a brief getaway from my day to day I book a trip to (insert exotic location we might actually both dig). Two or three days into my solo vacation I’ve seen the sights I want to see, taken photos, had a couple great meals and drinks. Even found a little time to put in some work, cause I’m just kidding myself thinking I can leave everything work related behind for too long. But now it’s the end of a long day and I just want to chill. The hotel has a great little lounge/bar with a surprising whisky selection. So there I sit. Alone at the end of the bar but no phone in front of me, no distractions, just a cool and dim lit bar, a classy bar napkin with a crease or two in it from my rocks glass. The aged Japanese whisky swirls a little as I rock my hand back and forth and admire the liquid legs holding on to the glass walls as I’m lost in my thoughts.