Sometimes when I have been with Master for the weekend, I struggle to get my mind back into the need to function alone. Especially, when, as today something intense has taken place.
You see, until earlier this year I always lived with another person (often people). For all of those adult years, I yearned to have my own space, time to be on my own. Time to read, to think, often a time and place to breathe.
Now, I get plenty time alone, but sometimes I would just like another person close to me.
It is not that I want or need to speak to them. Just to know they are close.
Tonight I have been what Master will consider bratty to Him, by text.
Because tonight, for a reason that I can’t quite fathom. I am not enjoying that space to be alone.
The best thing is to have an early night.