Another night of sleeplessness. Seems no matter what I do these days, I cannot go to sleep and stay there for more than a couple hours. But I guess it's all well and good for my readers, because here I am, writing to you, about my adventures in SL. I really don't know where to begin. My head is a bit foggy tonight, and most every other night, but I will do the best I can.

Darren and I have a blast, like all the time. Sure, we have our chill days, but mostly we play none stop. It may be under the sea, or riding a comet, or even dancing the night away. Whatever we do, we enjoy the time we have with each other. He is my partner in every way shape and form. There is only one problem: I kinda miss being just me.

I don't miss the alone time, just the 'I can do what I wish and no one can tell me no' part. I don't want to back away from Darren, on the contrary, I want him with me forever. Maybe it's the sub thing. I mean, I'm a switch, not just a sub; so I need my freedom sometimes. I need that feeling of empowerment that comes with being a Dom. I need... something.

The more I think about it, the more I realize that I don't want to be a Dom on these days, I just don't want to be a sub. I want to run around and meet new people, maybe screw someones brains out and never see them again. Is this wrong of me? I don't think it is, but I'm sure there are people who would. I mean, I have Darren; the most caring, loving, wonderful man in SL but I want to go have a one nighter with someone. *sighs* I think I'm allowed. He's done it, so I can too. *Settles down happily*

So I guess I will have to tell Darren this at some point tomorrow, after our morning romp of course :) and we can figure out where we go from there. I love you dear heart.

Haunting Grounds

There are days when all you want to do is watch scary movies and yell "boo" at people coming around a corner. Well this day was one of those days. We hit this haunted sim that only opens in Oct. and had a look around. They change it every year so you never see the same thing there twice.

 My poor Darren started going slightly bonkers as soon as we entered this room. The padded cell welcomed him home like a lost lovers arms. He sat there rocking back and forth for a while until I pulled him up and led him out.

 We found the check-in area and both of us decided to check-out of there quickly; but not before Darren spotted Homer Simpson's MRI on the wall.

Darren wasn't feeling so well, so I asked him to lay down for a bit to see if it would make him feel better. He laid there motionless for a long moment before finally getting up and climbing out. He still looked a bit green around the gills but he wanted to move on. I myself was getting a bit tired decided to take a quick nap in the incubation tube.

When I woke up, Darren was standing there in scrubs and still looking out of sorts. So in he went into the incubation tube where I could watch his condition closely.

After watching him sleep, I decided to just take us both to the next room where we could nap some more. Only thing that bothered me was the ghost that kept sliding through the room and scaring the day lights outta me. 

Okay, so I have a small taste for blood. Do you blame me? I mean look at him... yummy.