The post title sums up my current state. I’m back and I met my environment: my slaves, my dear friends and my city crowded with joy, color and festivity everywhere. Gay Pride in Madrid!
A scorching heat, the kind of dunking in any font or the first water tap I find, continually pull at a bottle of ice water that my bitch has always at hand, dancing on any street dying of laughter raised on wings by my clown (immediately ashamed for daring to do so and radiant after my conspiratorial wink), to fall apart at any chair so my feet take a breath, trying to reply all Whatsapps but forgetting most, to meet people I follow and follow me on the internet, to give my dearest LadyHardChastity a shake in the front door to the surprise of neighbors and passers and our joy to meet again, to admire beautiful drag queens,… What else I can say?
I think I need another vacation, lol.