Reconciliation..

All day, every day at work I reconcile things. I reconcile material availability and production actuality.. cost model targets and budgetary expenditures.. production wants and production 'dids'.

Sometimes, you have to reconcile yourself though.

Some old country song had a hook that said, if you don't stand for something, you'll fall for anything. Have I fallen for anything or have I, in my strict adherence to my commitment phobia, actually managed to fall for nothing?

Has there really been SOMETHING.. ANYTHING.. worth falling for?!?

In the days of the velcro collar, where do I fit? I don't think I honestly do. I'm finding more and more, that in the frivolity that seems to be our kinky community, I am out of place. I do not belong there.

I used to think my tendency towards being uninhibited meant I was more open. I think that was a false assumption now.

A lot of false impressions.. a lot of missteps.. could make a girl second guess herself.