Off to spend some more time with my family.
Sometimes, I think about what it'd be like to tell my parents about how I actually spend my life. Not just the kink and the poly, but the making art, the books I read, the thoughts I have. Just try talking to them about something other than how I'm going to make money, what I should spend that money on, or how impressed Other People will be when I buy it.
In these imaginary conversations, my mom always responds, "What will other people think if they find out?"
And my dad asks, "But how is that going to make you any money?"
Bah. I shouldn't be so mean. My dad, at least, is trying to understand me.
( morose )