The Rediscovery

The new beginning

I wake up and I stare at the ceiling, thinking about how much I hate my life. I knew today was going to be nothing new and nothing exciting. Reluctantly, I start my daily routine where I get up and start making breakfast. First, I grab the eggs out of the refrigerator and crack it to put into a frying pan. I smell the aroma in my room and sigh. I miss the good old day where the uncertainty of my future and my finances did not eat away at me and kept me from having fun. My boyfriend comes into the room as I was preparing breakfast. He comes up behind me and gives me a big hug and kisses me on the cheek. His soft loving arms provide little comfort to my worries, but not enough. He releases me and goes to sit on his favorite spot at the table. I give him the plate with fried eggs and then I make my own plate and we begin eating. We do not say a word to each other. He goes to take a shower to get ready for work and so I lay back in my cozy bed, back with my depressing and uncomfortable thoughts. He kisses me goodbye and leaves for work. Before I could lay back in my bed again, I realize that sadly I also have to go to work and I leave my desire for making my life spicier behind

She called for a taxi, and as it arrives and I sit inside the car it appears that the taxi driver is not the nicest. Actually, he is very rude, if only I could give him one piece of my mind. Pondering scenarios where our encounter turns violent and he calls the police on me, I continue my annoying journey to work.

He drops me off and I get inside the building. I look around and saw lots of strange and unusual. I see guys covered in leather, and females wearing skanky clothes. For the first time in a while, I felt excitement and curiosity to find out more. I went to my boss to find out what is happening. My boss tells her "We are having a BDSM convention. You can join them and see what is going on after you finish up your work". Excited, I rush back to my desk and finish my work as fast I possibly can and handed it into him so I would not miss another second of the convention.

I go back to the front of the workplace and travel down a long corridor which leads up to convention. I stood at the door, scared yet excited. I put one hand on the door and I feel the energy. The energy is warm and welcoming and the room is inviting, composing a sense of belonging. Jumping right into it, I close my eyes walk right in. The first thing I hear is the cracking of whips in the distance. I jumped, reacting to that sudden sound and it causes me to open my eyes. I looked around in pure astonishment, "wow, what have I been missing?" I think to myself. I go to the first booth. The theme was about being submissive and the art of listening. Speechless, I just stood there, taking in all the information I could. I realized, giving someone complete control and the ability to order you could fulfill the missing spice of my life.

Then I walk over to another booth with its theme being pain and pleasure. It is unsettling to think about at first. Pain and pleasure? Who would even consider mixing these together. But the more the speaker of the booth was talking the more I found myself agreeing. I walked around, looking for something spectacular. Even though everything around here was very interesting to me, I looked around in search of something special, which I found right after. I came across a merchant. This merchant chronicled a tale about an island that is full of sex. An island that had all these things and more. The stories told by the merchant arises the spark of life I have been missing this entire time. The merchant then revealed to me that she is a spokesperson who is going to the island after this convention and wanted me to join her. Without a second thought, without even knowing her name, I whip out my credit card and book a ticket for me to go with her. At this point, I ran out of the convention and ran onto the street trying to catch a taxi and one of them nearly hits me. I go back home and rush to write a note to my boyfriend, "I am sorry we have to end it like this, all the adventures we had were quite amazing. But I need more, I want more. So I'm leaving and I may or may not come back (not coming back). Find another girl, forget about me. I was useless to you anyways. PS. Your bad at sex anyways". I quickly pack my suitcase, not even folding the clothes properly and she hurried out of the apartment. I made my way to the airport, wondering if I would ever see this place again.