Flip

There comes a point in life where your present situation takes a drastic turn--no, more like a flip--until things get out of control.

Everything I've done last year, everything I've wanted and strived for and wished for has suddenly flipped. The things I used to wish for no longer seem important. The things I didn't want to have anything to do with are becoming part of who I am. I just don't know what to think anymore.

It feels like I made some kind of mistake down the road. Like, I messed up. I'm not where I'm supposed to be right now. Something huge is missing, and there is no way I can get that back.

And I just realized that now.

Damn.

Mmmm...spa.

So I just got back from the spa.

Apparently, the spa comes free for guests of the Hyatt here in Monterey. It was, I must say, incredibly relaxing! The steam room really lifted all those nasty toxins from my skin and the showers afterwards were so big and nice! Everything was great! The towels and robes they give you are softer than the softest cotton...

ANYWAYS

My point? It sure feels good to pamper myself. Like, seriously. I mean, I do it all the time, but I haven't been doing it a lot this summer mostly because I've been busy. And away from home. But boy, is it nice to slip back into that world of cleansing. :]

Other than the spa, this whole 'vacation' has been, well, nightmarish. Don't really want to talk about that right now. I'm just so relaxed right now, nothing could bring down my spirits!

Asleep In Your Arms

There I am, all alone, amongst a dark sea of night. I'm sitting under the pale wash of moonlight, feeling the bitter cold breeze splash against my cheeks. The rough sand beneath my bare feet sends shivers up my spine, as the scenic ocean view sinks into my consciousness.

And then I see you walking along the sand, your eyes like mirrors to your soul. They're dark and mysterious, and glisten in the soft light of the crescent moon. You're wearing a jacket. The obvious emitted comfort from you forces me realize just how cold I really am. When you see me, you sit down next to me. You take off your jacket, and rest it around my shoulders, drawing me into you.

We sit in silence. No words are spoken, but every feeling is felt. Warmth. Passion. Desire. Fear. Bliss. Your arms are around me. The warmth of your hands sends electric shocks down every corner of my body. My heart pounds so loudly, that I'm afraid you'll hear.

And then you turn your face towards me. Spellbound by your presence, I find it impossible to take my eyes off of you. You tell me that I am the nicest, most beautiful, most caring girl you've ever met. Those words cause my cheeks to redden and my eyes to dart nervously away. But I inch in closer to you. I can't control it. I sink into you. I let you hold me. I fall asleep in your arms.

And then...

And then I wake up. Wake up from this dream. This dream that's not real. And even though it's not real, even though that never happened, I wake with a smile on my face. Because you swam through my dreams, and made me feel alive. I can only hope I'll swim in yours tonight.

[[I'm not sure what this is...I woke up today with a huge smile on my face, but an hour later I forgot the dream that made me feel so happy. I'm sure that it was something like this though. And I hope I dream of something similar tonight!]]