It's a tradition

 Thinking of this place.  

I always seem to be in the stage of missing community... 

Also? This is where I used to write about kink. 

And though I have lots of writing out in the world (just last week, another book out) this is the OG. 

We went to a dungeon recently. 

It was --- 

Too intimate to talk about. Too sacred to give words to. 

Processing still. 

But what I love about this stage of throwing in kink when you can, of slipping into D/s when we can, of me being squarely in the absolute position of the person who runs this damn habitat...

is how collaborative it is now and fun. Way, way more fun than when it was when I started here. 

I told him to fuck off in a room full of people with scenes going on (as part of our scene). 

Do you know how long it took me to do that??? How amazing I felt? That I could actually, use my voice in a space like that? Yeah, it was wild. 

And then the next scene which was exactly what he wanted that invovled rope-- was laughing and giggly and .. fun. 

So. 

I'm still here. In the thick of it (just different but similarly the same juggling of plates) 

Thought about this place because it's where I worked out a whole lot of daddy issues (laughs) and this year my choice was monster cookie and salted pretzel.