THE THOUGHT FOR THE DAY IS...
February 2nd 2007 02:17
THE THOUGHT FOR THE DAY IS......IF BEAUTY IS IN THE EYE OF THE BEHOLDER WHERE IS HOMELINESS, IS IT ONLY A PRECONCEPTION BASED ON UNREALISTIC EXPECTATIONS?....
I have developed an attraction for one of my therapists, he is a kind compassionate guy, which is a redeeming attribute in a psychologist, average build, shaven head, mid 40's I guess. In my opinion he would be really hot if he didnt have hair in his ears. Not just a few wispy tufts, he has so much hair sprouting out of his auditory canal that it fills his pinna, it makes him look a little like a koala bear. It's kind of distracting, its really thick and bushy like pubic hair,but if I squint and concentrate on his animated eyes and full, kissable lips it's ok.
I first started having thoughts of clandestine rendevous with him while I was in hospital, (not too many suitable or otherwise men to fuel fantasties, captive audience), at the time I pushed these thoughts away. Since I started attending his group sessions a few weeks back, I find myself getting excited to see him each week and the attention he pays me adds fuel to the fire. I feel like a schoolgirl again, trying to earn "brownie points", be "teachers pet" so to speak. Fairly harmless little daydreams pop in and out of my head when he is around.
However, there is a new development which is troubling me. I found myself feeling jealous in group, jealous of a "new girl". It appeared to me she was "sucking up" to him, batting her eyelashes (unless she has some kind of twitch), and altogether doing whatever she could to be noticed.
By the end of the group I had scribbled down what looks like a bunch of irrelevant random letters but is in fact a secret code I invented on the spot. The translation goes like this....
I dont like (name of person)...
why?
I like (name of therapist)'s attention
I am jealous of (name of person)
Then I cant decipher the rest, the code is so secret I cant remember what it means but I remember feeling more than slightly annoyed at the time.......
Meanwhile back in the real world, things are looking up or down or sideways.
My "fantasy fling" that became reality has my real email address as opposed to my hotmail internet hook up one as he works with me. This morning when I checked my inbox there was a message from him, a pretty graphic quicktime movie of one tired looking woman and 3 very energetic looking men. The body of the email said "My place or yours"......Hmm, I think I'd have to eat a lot of weetbix before contemplating that kind of afternoon tea party..
I have developed an attraction for one of my therapists, he is a kind compassionate guy, which is a redeeming attribute in a psychologist, average build, shaven head, mid 40's I guess. In my opinion he would be really hot if he didnt have hair in his ears. Not just a few wispy tufts, he has so much hair sprouting out of his auditory canal that it fills his pinna, it makes him look a little like a koala bear. It's kind of distracting, its really thick and bushy like pubic hair,but if I squint and concentrate on his animated eyes and full, kissable lips it's ok.
I first started having thoughts of clandestine rendevous with him while I was in hospital, (not too many suitable or otherwise men to fuel fantasties, captive audience), at the time I pushed these thoughts away. Since I started attending his group sessions a few weeks back, I find myself getting excited to see him each week and the attention he pays me adds fuel to the fire. I feel like a schoolgirl again, trying to earn "brownie points", be "teachers pet" so to speak. Fairly harmless little daydreams pop in and out of my head when he is around.
However, there is a new development which is troubling me. I found myself feeling jealous in group, jealous of a "new girl". It appeared to me she was "sucking up" to him, batting her eyelashes (unless she has some kind of twitch), and altogether doing whatever she could to be noticed.
I dont like (name of person)...
why?
I like (name of therapist)'s attention
I am jealous of (name of person)
Then I cant decipher the rest, the code is so secret I cant remember what it means but I remember feeling more than slightly annoyed at the time.......
Meanwhile back in the real world, things are looking up or down or sideways.
My "fantasy fling" that became reality has my real email address as opposed to my hotmail internet hook up one as he works with me. This morning when I checked my inbox there was a message from him, a pretty graphic quicktime movie of one tired looking woman and 3 very energetic looking men. The body of the email said "My place or yours"......Hmm, I think I'd have to eat a lot of weetbix before contemplating that kind of afternoon tea party..
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