Weekdays and Nightly Fantasies

I work in an office that feels more like a prison these days. Everyone is just going through the motions, including me. The clock ticks slower than usual as I stare at spreadsheets and emails. Outside of work though, there's this other side to me, one where I fantasize about tying myself up or being tied by someone else. It’s a strange way to escape, really. The fantasies aren't anything too explicit; it's more the idea of giving over control to another person that draws me in. But at night when I lay alone in my bed, I find comfort imagining what it would feel like to be restrained, to just let go and lose myself in the moment. It’s a weird kind of freedom, really, one where I can be someone else for a little while. Back at work though, it's back to being me: the daydreaming office drone. Sometimes I wonder if there's anyone out there like me who feels this way too, but mostly I just keep it all bottled up inside.