So long, farwell...

auf Wiedersehen, good night...

I'm heading out to Twisted Tryst in a few hours. I'm horribly nervous and am not sure I'm as prepared as I'd like to be.

Highlights I am looking forward to:

• drumming around a huge bonfire
• seeing Sir for the first time since September
• breakfast with Dawn and Dan
• lunch with my squire and his Lady
• quiet time in the woods
• sleeping until I wake up

Beloved is doing hooks in place of my getting branded. His reasons are like mine...shamanistic seeking, enduring the pain to breakthrough to flight. I know this, but I'm also wary of what aftercare will be needed. *wry smile* He is putting me in the place I put him when I was going to do the brand, so I guess it's fair. I'm trying to be supportive, but this is all kinds of OUCH in my mind.

I'm not quite sure what will come about when AprilBlue and I cross paths. *shrug* I don't know how much worse she can to without revealing herself. My heart hurts thinking about it. I also have a book for DSG...one I went looking for last October. My thought is to just leave it at their camper with nothing else to mark my presence.

There is another book going into my bag for MonkeyFetish. One that he claims is out of print and doesn't have. I think THAT will be fun to have delivered!

Rain... I don't know. I don't know what to say or do. I feel horrible for the place that puts Beloved, but I am overly-conscious of how fragile each of us is right now and anything...everything...triggers spiraling emotions. Maybe something will be worked out this weekend. There's a good 10 hours of captive audience ahead.

When I come back to the Web, more things will have changed than not. I just have to have faith that they will be better than they are now. I hope you have a fantastic weekend!