Thursday, 17 May 2007
Children of the Sky
One of my favourite tunes from "The Hunting of the Snark". Somehow it used to bring tears to my eyes, at a time when crying was almost impossible for me. Bittersweet, and I can't really explain it. Now I have a future to look forward to, full of bright shiny novelty, scary and wonderful too, a journey of discovery. And who knows, maybe even a Snark.
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Even better, you can now go see chick flicks and nobody says a thing about it. :)
Alan, that's more true than you know. No-one says anything about it, not even a little voice inside. The one telling me not to or everyone will know that I'm not really what I appear to be, what I've striven to be. The one that kept me safe.
You'd think after nearly 2 years that the feeling of wonderment, the gender euphoria, would have worn off. Nope, I will never take for granted what all other women (well, 99.97%) do.
Now as soon as my health is taken care of, I vow and declare that I'm going to get a complete makeover, massage, manicure, pedicure, hairdo, the works. Strictly as part of my Therapeutic regimen, of course.
(Actually... it is, no fooling)
Zoe, I tried posting a comment in this thread, and my browser crashed. Go get yourself a blog at WordPress.com. It's shitload more reliable than the crap you get at Blogger. And you really do deserve a better blogging platform.
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