among the osos

I rarely go out these days, but last night I agreed to meet some friends for a 'bear event' at a club downtown.

I had a blast.

There's something about bear culture (and leather culture) that seems much more open and friendly than the typical disco stand-and-pose.  I saw lots of folks I hadn't seen in a very long time, and I made some new friends.

The relaxed and sexy atmosphere provided a nice buzz of horniness that is still fluttering at my fringes this morning.  Definitely spring is coming.  I can feel my sap rising (and sinuses clogging!).

More than anything, though, last night I felt totally comfortable in my own skin.  I was awake, sober, and sane for the evening, which made the whole thing that much more enjoyable.  And this morning, I have no hangover, no regrets, and my old compulsive self isn't craving to go back for more, to try and grab and hold onto that feeling--it was just a great evening I thoroughly enjoyed and am completely at peace letting go of as well.

Passion, beauty, and love, folks--24 hours at a time...