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Needle In A Hay Stack  

Travellall 61M
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12/5/2020 9:56 am
Needle In A Hay Stack

Seems like looking for someone on FriendFinder-x or any site can be tough if you are not gifted with a body or whatever that fits what so many eyes seek. You are lost in a bunch of hay. Then one comes along and finds you. You do feel like a fit. Your chat seems mutual as bodies get excited and wet in mutual ways. Yes, there are limitations, but at least the needle has been found. Time spent searching and waiting to be found has run it's course. Alas, for reasons unknown and unexplained, you get tossed back into the hay.

My week reflects this scenario the past week. Someone admired pulls me out of the hay. We chat and flirt using mutual kinks to fill our minds, carry over a day and spark away again. As the sun sets, an attempted chat before bed and POOF! Nothing , nada, ghosted again. Hornier than ever after a day of teasing. Trying to be respectful and patient, not such an easy task at times, Sending a friendly neutral text and one simple reply, but then no more contact, she still dwells on FriendFinder-x, but no longer is the needle needed? or wanted? or whatever? just not sought anymore it seems.

Mind races with thoughts of wonder. The fit had mutual benefits that can easily be seen, but questions cover me up like strands of hay. Back to looking, hoping for a connection again, Back to just missing the qualities sought by others. Sometimes age, or size or lack of size, or life choices, or distance, or a bale of straws that block me from view, only to be here trying to<b> release </font></b>a bit of frustration from unanswered and unknown reasons. Wishing my two days off would have produces two getting off, maybe more than once, but at least with another human instead of one's self. Back to sending a message or two to another, like trying to make that needle shimmer to catch an eye, only to have a shadow block the light.

Just a ramble from a mind that is filled with wonder in many unanswered questions. Maybe for reasons unknown such a fit did not and could not be a fit, so I am better off, but it still sucks. My $0.02.

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