I pulled myself together for “real” Pilates this evening. It seemed so pedestrian. I don’t know why, but it feels like I’ve stepped back into a completely normal world again, and the world I left was only a dream anyway. Sitting in chains and cuffs on a stool in Mel’s kitchen seems a lifetime away and it was only ten days.

Also, I haven’t even had to think about breaking Mel’s rule about not masturbating, because I haven’t felt like it at all.