I hope this gets buried with the piles of posts on this sub.

The chances of meeting the right person are low, and the right person at the right time is even lower. As such, this post is for you, dear reader, from the future; the one who is looking for a good read after a tiresome day.

I'm talking about you:

You, the subtle dominant woman whose fantasies' wildness runs deeper than any waters. The woman, who's always had inclinations but never actively sought out a dynamic. You who earned every definition of the word "fascinating" because she never stops striving to become better.

You've had a long day. You come home tired from work, but you love going that extra mile because you chose to pursue your passion. You start your resting ritual. You find that some people don't get why you do it, but you don't care; it helps you relax. At the end of every few nights, you pull on that one thread in your mind that you never want to admit to, but always find yourself following: let me open reddit and look for something interesting, it doesn't hurt to just look. right? You come across a new subreddit, one different from your typical areas of art, books, photography or cute pets; Femdom.

It's a little weird at first, isn't it? But there's a warm tingle spreading all over your body and mind alike. You find it oddly arousing. You start to think about it, coming up with fantasies that you never thought about before. This idea of taking control over someone within the sacred confinements of the bedroom crawls its way into your thoughts, and nests there. Time and time again you ruminate over a tomorrow that could be. Eventually, you're not wondering anymore, you're sure of it now: you want to chase this.

The thoughts start getting a little darker, but you find yourself even more curious. You're scared, "it'll pass", you think, "let me just get some sleep, I'll forget about it tomorrow." Well rested you wake up the next day feeling better, wondering what it was that you were worried about yesterday, but you've moved on already. right?

So you thought...

A few months pass, and business is that as usual, your passions are still rendering you tired, but you love this exhaustion, because it gives you a sense of purpose; a sense of belonging. One day at work, a new train of thought appears in your mind, one that you don't recognize, but you decide to ride it out and see where it takes you. "What is it? Back to where I left off? But I moved on, haven't I?" The fire was never put out, it was dormant, and you just rekindled it. Nothing starts to feel as good as it used to anymore. You just found the spice that flavored everything, how can you go back now? You decide to go back to the place that caused all of this. The place that showed you there's more to you than you'd have liked to admit. You're back to that place that sparked all of this: reddit.

You embrace this guilty pleasure of yours, "I deserve to satisfy this guilt that I have every once in a while, I've earned this." You think to yourself. You start to explore subreddits of a similar genre as the one that leaves your mind churning when its not supposed to. Alas, you come across this one. A place for people posting that they're looking for someone. That certainly seems interesting, bordering on desperate perhaps, but there's an odd joy in reading them, isn't there, reader?

Over the next few days, you come across an odd post. That one post that makes you feel a little different than what the other ones did. That one post by a person that you've never met, but you could swear is speaking directly to you, titled: To you... in a thousand days.

My ink is filled to the brim, and my papers are emptier still. I yearn to finish the story, but first there's a chance you must take.

You, my dear lady, are one of the most precious things on this earth. You're a gem that hides in plain sight. You think you know how much you're worth, but in reality you're bordering on priceless. You've spent years alone perfecting what it is that makes you interesting, without a care about who you share it with.

The odds are never in our favor.

I've always believed I'm missing something, could it be you?

You're here because you are not complete, you seek something that you never found. You're missing something too, just as I am: Someone.

Let's make each other whole.