On Tuesday, I felt I had worked so much that clearly it must have been Friday. Alas, my dreams were not to come true, as 3 more work days were on the horizon.
Thankfully, my evenings have been a nice mixture of productive and lovely, with great visitors, good meals, good conversations, and a feeling of some contentment which I haven't had in a while. Granted, my life isn't perfect, and there are things I wish for that I will not get, but I strive to be human - to adjust, and to push onward.
Last night was a most successful evening, once again diving into a scene that I had previously done poorly at. I can now say I am now 2-1 on that account. An excellent evening filled with lovely sights, oral sex, floggings, and caning someone to their first pain-only orgasm. I went to bed quite satiated.
And now tonight I get to fly to Columbus, Ohio to teach classes at COPE. But more importantly, a weekend of being pampered and catered to by my slave, kinkmogul.
With all the sadness that is happening to my friends, I feel guilty for having such pleasures. I resolve that knowing that at the drop of a hat, I will run to be at my friend's side. I am here for you, and I will be here for you.