I feel so cheap |
It still takes up my time, and I count it as one of my projects that distracts me from my work and my family life, but I think I may be having some success at keeping a lid on things.
I've had two flare-ups over the past week, here and here, and while the second one did involve a textbook Flickr rabbit-hole, my temporary obsession pretty much ended with my funky little ligature that I've started to use to sign off. I like ligatures.
Having a place to vent, and I do think that vent is the right word for what I'm doing, is proving useful. Also, I've found a couple of blogs by people who are in much the same position, that of trying to find a useful and practical way of incorporating their submission, both sexual and non-sexual, into their daily lives. I'll be linking to a few useful posts as soon as the person gets back to me. It's always polite to ask, and as you will hopefully see, asking nicely is one of the ways that submission can be expressed. Stay tuned.
But yes, this morning I've woken up well-rested, well-vented and reasonably able to get on and do some actual work, which is what I'm supposed to actually do. I'll post more about the thinking behind it at a later stage, when I have more time. Check it out, I just put off a project until I have more time. That hardly ever happens.
Time to celebrate with a cup of tea...
Damn... |
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