If Tatterdemalion doesn’t mean, at all, what it sounds like- then sublime just might be the opposite of that.
Sublime sounds, to me, just as it means. Smooth, velvety and unparalleled. Sublime….. ooooohhh yeah. Like dark chocolate mousse.
I’m a Taurus and it has to be said that I am a Taurus through and through. A creature of comfort and earthly pleasures. I like food. I like fabrics that are soft and comfortable. The sensation of touch against my skin by a person, or a thing…. sublime. I like all the senses, but touch is by far my favorite – the breeze on my face, the prickle of heat on my skin, goosebumps, caress, pressure, water flowing past my body…. all of it; sublime.
Outside of that is my innate sense of imagination. What ever lacks in this world I can fairly easily create in my mind. Almost real to me, my dreams are so vivid and true-to-life. I can wake up tired after running in a dream. I can wake up with a sore back after a tense dream. And those are just the normal things. If I have a dream that is even semi-erotic… well, let’s just say that I can tell that, too.
I love living. And the sublime pleasures of earth are just one of those things that make it worth being here.