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I don’t know how to start this post. I’ve no funny lines and no anecdotes, it just is what it is (sorry).

I’ve  always accepted that being in Europe puts me at somewhat of a disadvantage with the United States (and 90% of my Twitter friends) and their timezones. In fact I’ve never been more acutely aware of it then in accepting my true self as a subservient. When i wake up, He’s sleeping. When i’m having lunch, He wakes up and subsequently when i’m going to bed, He’s having dinner.

This morning, while it was the middle of the night in the U.S., i made a god-awful sinful mistake of ‘playing’ with somebody who was A) not my Master and B) not permitted to me by Him to play with. I acted like a complete slut and when things went too far i ran away and hid.  

I didn’t tell my Master about this. Infact the only way He found out was by reading my timeline... Needless to say i embarrassed Him to say the least and rightly so, He was raging.

If i had acted like an adult in the first place, this wouldn’t have happened. if i had gone to Him and talked to Him about how sad i have been lately. How upset i can be sometimes not being more local and how i (selfishly) sometimes crave something more physical then i can give myself, then maybe this would have been dealt with appropriately and not by my slutty embarrassing actions.

Bottom line; i didn’t talk to Him when i knew i could have. I angered Him and upset myself and now i’m being punished. I don’t even care about the punishment. Thinking about how close i came to actually even maybe losing my Master out of my life ensures that any and every punishment will be tolerated and even smiled through.

 New Rule: TALK! About everything. All the time. Just fucking talk...