thoughts

lately, meaningful communication with my Mistress has dried up to a mere trickle. it has been like trying to locate any type of moisture in a parched, dry and deficient desert. there was a time when W/we used to talk, share and check in with O/one another with regular frequency. this was certainly possible also by email.  however, now She has found another and is enamored and occupied with that part of Her life. i have been put on the shelf and shuffled aside. perhaps i am like family, but i feel like the strange uncle that is stuffed into the closet and only brought out when a laugh is needed or his services are required. i hate that this has happened. it truly sucks. :(