Madrid, dominant, and nothing at all happens here in July
Posted as july_is_lost
- Looking for
- a submissive who is still in this city in August
- Experience
- Nineteen years, three long dynamics, all of them here.
- Around
- the centre, Madrid
From the middle of June to the middle of September this city becomes a place where you make plans for later. It is forty degrees at eight in the evening. Everybody with anywhere to go has gone, and the ones who stay are moving between air conditioned rooms and are not, on the whole, in the mood for anything demanding.
I have led three dynamics here across nineteen years and every one of them has had a July in it where the whole thing simply paused. The good ones survived it because we both expected it. The one that did not survive it was with somebody from the north who took the silence personally.
Forty five, Madrid, dominant. I want a long arrangement with somebody who lives here and understands the shape of a year in this city: intense from October, unhurried in spring, and largely theoretical in high summer.
What I do is domestic and structured. Standing rules, tasks, a report at the end of the day, and correction that is verbal. Nothing that requires either of us to be athletic in the heat, which is a serious practical consideration for four months of the year and which nobody who has not spent an August here ever believes.
I am not looking for somebody who goes away for the whole of August and expects to pick it back up in September as though nothing had happened. I have done that twice. A month of silence is not a pause if only one of us agreed to it. I would want to meet in the afternoon, indoors, and talk for two hours before anything is agreed.