Other than that not much else is brightly 'new'. I met up with this girl from France who met me at a party and decided she wanted to get in contact with me. We spent a night together and had fun. I ended up sleeping at her place, but we didn't have sex. There may have been some intense erotic friction, but no insertions. It is interesting for me to think of what kind of archetype I represent in her mind. I am the foreign native. What drives these dreamlike bonds between members of this species? We build fantastic characters in our minds, but the truly fantastic ones escape our frame of consciousness. Why do I encompass my observations around the whols of humanity? Can I not say I, but we? Maybe it is I who am me. To you?

PEACE - Tristan