I've been feeling somewhat melancholy for the last day or so. Things aren't so good at Master's workplace and he comes home every day looking like he's been through hell and back. I ache to be able to do something to alleviate his stress and upset. Today I took initiative and prepared dinner while he had a much needed nap. It felt good to do that for him, he usually prepares most dinners or at the very least, decides what he'd like me to prepare.
There isn't always overt M/s in our relationship and I think sometimes I see the lack of overtness as an absence. I begin to fantasize about living with overt M/s. I fantasize about having to ask permission to use furniture or having to be nude at home. While these things would most definitely reinforce my mindset, they're not necessary to reinforce my enslavement. If I've learned anything it's that rituals and rules are nice and definitely have their place in M/s relationships, but they won't make or break a relationship.
Sometimes I get caught up in what I read online and, you know how it is, the grass looks greener on the other side. Often all that's needed is a good dose of perspective to remind me just how green the grass is on this side.
Our power exchange dynamic is at a level that works for us and that, as far as I can tell, we both thrive in. Most of the time, when I've got my head screwed on straight, I am happy and content with our relationship.
It could be that I've just got too much free-time, idle hands and all that.
Speaking of free-time, I've been reading some new journals and some of the authors of those journals are writers. Not only do they journal but they write, fiction, non-fiction, etc. I've begun to feel the itch to take up where I left off with my writing. I haven't written any fiction for such a long time, heck, I haven't even written an essay in ages.
