The Big Bed

'Right here right now, there is no other place I'd rather be...'

As Jesus Jones sang about the revolutions in Eastern Europe in 1989.  But equally applicable to my situation today and for the forseeable future.  There is nowhere else I need nor desire to be.  And I don't think I have ever felt that feeling before.  And Mistress said she isn't going to give me back.  Ever.  Ever is a long time though, but the forseeable medium to long term future works for me LOL.

I hugged her so tightly at the airport, and burst into tears.  Even though she was late to turn up at the arrivals hall for the third time of me visiting.  She allowed me to turn into a puddle, FINALLY, after months of telling me to hold myself together and be brave and all the rest.

And then just before I had a nap in The Big Bed.  I think I am still too wired to sleep fully, but I was at least half a puddle while in there, as the realisation that there this is it, that I have finally reached Plan A, that I started feeling my muscles unwind.  Apart from the damned stress headache in the forward right brain, dammit.

And for being the house elf, I think Mistress and Sir have given me the day off.  Maybe tomorrow...