People cope in different ways.
Some drink. Actually, many drink.
Some dive face first into a half-gallon of ice cream. (Been there.)
Some people have mood enhancers of choice.
Some disappear under the covers and don’t come out.
Some binge-watch their favorite shows. And then binge-watch them again.
I go for the sweet oblivion, the deliverance from pain into pleasure that is spanking play.
I sink into the depths of dopamine, the excess of endorphins, the orgy of oxytocin.
And I float away in that blissful, fragile bubble of unreality.
Because… reality is pretty damned intolerable lately.
Everyone be safe. ♥