Unravel me...

You know, I never really understood Sarah McLachlan's song 'Unravel me' until I became so thoroughly unravelled myself the other week...

I was so amazed and shocked and intrigued by just how emphatically my body responded to a woman that in my mind I was undecided about, but to whom my body oh so wonderfully let me know it wanted, in no uncertain terms indeed...

And it all started with a hug.

Yes, just a simple hug that made my world stop in that small, casual moment, and then go spinning into a wonderful awakening of sweet discovery, and the solid realisation that what I had been feeling just beneath the surface for all these years, was in fact 100% and lesbianically true.

From that moment on, I have been unravelled.

I've wanted to shout it from the roof tops, to run after her and thank her for opening my eyes. To do and say so many things that I'd probably OD on the joy and passion, and feeling of it all.

I want to go back to that night, and have run after her, and asked her out for coffee, for anything...just to chat, even if it turned out she didn't feel the same way....

This new voyage of self-&-other-discovery...well..I just have to write about it - it's so new and special to me, that I'd hate to have it get lost in the ether while other things rush along and swamp it with the goings on of life...

Here's hoping once I have my internet connection back in a few weeks, that I can blog a bit more...

Off home now, to unpack...