Here I am on a Friday evening, trying to imagine how it could be spent in a more productive way. I'm not trying to say that I have nothing to do. There is plenty that needs my attention. But nothing interests me at the moment. I am merely wishing I had Mr. Wonderful to inspire me to continue my personal growth. Just when I think life has given me the right man to love and inspire me, I find out he is another scoundrel merely here to take advantage of my willingness to share all I am. Why am I drawn to that life which I work so hard to provide comfort to others with so little reward left for myself? Any Dom's out there want to let me know? |