After staying at Endless Night for all of 45minutes before being bored out of my skull, I headed over to Suspension for some actual fun. A few of my friends were there, so it was good to walk in and see familiar faces. After leaving an event where almost no one seemed friendly and there was almost nothing going on, I was relieved to step in the door of China 1 to find I couldn't move past the entrance because of beautiful and friendly people participating in wall to wall play. Wow A play party where people actually play? In New York City? No way! LOL
It had been weeks since I had rope on my skin… and obviously far too long. I had forgotten how delicious it felt to have it against my skin. Feeling it cover me and a sweetness take over me, I felt safe… suddenly turning into a cuddle monster. Actually, monster is an appropriate name considering I did a short stint rawring and stomping about as a T-Rex because of the way my arms/hands were bound. LOL I was in sensation overload. Turning total ADD… I couldn't focus on anything. There was just too much to look at, sense all around me, and take in. As I scanned the room and saw all of the people playing and having fun, I thought to myself, "Ahh… this is what I've been searching for."
The feel of it against my flesh and pinching me, the smell of the hemp, the dull ache in my joints, the stretch in my legs, and the compression against my chest as I was lifted off the floor was divine. Easing into the pain in my chest, I felt my body drop, my energy change, and my mind drift away. I floated away to somewhere else… the din of the room fading away as I sank lower and lower into my body, into my sensations, and my worries and cares all melting away. There's nothing quite as liberating as being bound in ropes… in feeling them surround you, envelope you, and being taken away.