
Here is a little piece of Heaven that floated my way, from
a certain website that is my Enabler...
Many of you who read this blog perhaps feel disappointed or frustrated by the breaks I take from autism, advocacy, etc. I am diseased-to-please, so I feel bad about disappointing people. I've always been that way, from birth.
So why can't I just keep it to myself? Because I just crave the written word. I feel such a pink, sugary pleasure just by writing about bellydance. If I could, I'd always be doing it, I'd be much better at it, I'd perform, etc., etc. It just takes my mind and wraps it in pink satin and chiffon.