Bex kissed me in the exchange today. It was magical, special. The prejudices of everyone around us were awful though. The comments we recieved and the looks were so fucking pathetic. I have lost all respect for the population of Christchurch today. The rain put me in a good mood, but I ripped my skirt jumping in a puddle. So I bought a new fairy skirt and changed in cashel mall with great discretion. I wanted to dance in the rain. watching the tide arms up to the sky sand cold under pale skin hair sparkling with moisture eyes shining rain in sheets wind blowing nature into magic dance dance dance naked in the rainstorm on a beach at the edge of the world Dancing naked in a rainstorm brings out the most amazing spirituality about yourself and about nature and your life. I met someone with the most amazing karma. It was so powerful and I found I couldn't step away from it. Its a really incredibly connection. I guess everyone has to believe in something, and my beliefs have been floating unconnected for too long. Its nice to find them again. in the form of a kiss