Nikita - the woman I mentioned last post - said something last Tuesdays that's had me thinking lately. (Man I hate it when people make me think). She and I had a discussion about the LGBT community, the Polyamorous community, and the "sexual minority". The what?

Ever since the inception of this blog, Nyla and I have had the intention of becoming a part of the community that we inevitably became a part of. A little redundant, yes, but it makes sense - trust me. By the very nature of realizing we were poly, we became part of the community - silent though it may be; our desire, however, was to become active - to have a voice within our city that represented poly. The unfortunate thing is that there really isn't much of a community for us; or, rather, we've already sort of found everyone that we can relate to.

My world is small. I think everyone's is when it really comes down to it. There's always that feeling of "six degrees of separation" you get whenever you meet someone new. In the poly community, my world seems to be even smaller.

Nyla has recently been looking for a girlfriend. If you're interested, have a look. In just a matter of only a few hours, she already had a reply. It was from a lesbian in the area who was interested in her; there discussion was very interesting, but there was definitely a miscommunication:

landers: so heres a question for you...your profile says your married...is that correct?
landers: not much of a partier...not till things go well
Nyla: yeah. i am polyamorous

I would generally not think that there would be related thoughts on a poly blog and a writer's blog; however, such a thing did happen when I looked through my Google Reader this morning. The second post is very pertinent to the first.