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Feb. 13th, 2015 12:38 pmUgh. I used to be in the habit of writing, and now it's just something that I want to do, but never get around to.
Life is good. Quite good. I've heard it said, "Great job. Great apartment. Great relationship. Pick two." Well, I'm three for three right now.
Actually, the job isn't great, but it's better than okay. Well-paid. Not a bad commute. Friendly team. Easy-going management. I'm disappointed in the quality of the apps we turn out, but I'm not in the designer's chair, and nobody sees things the way I do.
I still have my cozy little apartment in Baltimore. I've been living there ten years, now. If I were to get hit with a sudden burst of motivation, I'd clean out my closet. Maybe some dusting and mopping, but the place is tidy and I think it's perfect. Of course, I spend most of my time with Master in DC, anyway, but when I return to Baltimore, it's nice to walk into a tidy apartment.
I've been in Master's service for almost five years. Master still tells people that this is until I find a Daddy, a Sir, a boyfriend -- whatever -- but I'm not looking for anything. I'm enormously satisfied with my service to Him.
It's just too hard to devote any time to finding another relationship while honoring and serving Master. That, and working. I do things with my friends, and I'm out there in the community, so there's opportunity for lighting to strike.
I know that, at some point, things will change. I'll get laid off. I'll have to move. I'll be separated from Master. Nothing lasts forever. But, right now, things are pretty great.
Life is good. Quite good. I've heard it said, "Great job. Great apartment. Great relationship. Pick two." Well, I'm three for three right now.
Actually, the job isn't great, but it's better than okay. Well-paid. Not a bad commute. Friendly team. Easy-going management. I'm disappointed in the quality of the apps we turn out, but I'm not in the designer's chair, and nobody sees things the way I do.
I still have my cozy little apartment in Baltimore. I've been living there ten years, now. If I were to get hit with a sudden burst of motivation, I'd clean out my closet. Maybe some dusting and mopping, but the place is tidy and I think it's perfect. Of course, I spend most of my time with Master in DC, anyway, but when I return to Baltimore, it's nice to walk into a tidy apartment.
I've been in Master's service for almost five years. Master still tells people that this is until I find a Daddy, a Sir, a boyfriend -- whatever -- but I'm not looking for anything. I'm enormously satisfied with my service to Him.
It's just too hard to devote any time to finding another relationship while honoring and serving Master. That, and working. I do things with my friends, and I'm out there in the community, so there's opportunity for lighting to strike.
I know that, at some point, things will change. I'll get laid off. I'll have to move. I'll be separated from Master. Nothing lasts forever. But, right now, things are pretty great.
