Reality is a funny thing to me.

In my reality, I have to remember rules, text from various books and how to apply the knowledge I've spent weeks commiting to memory.

I believe that men are the dominant sex. No question, but that doesn't mean I can't exercise my rights (begrudgingly so) to get an education before that law is (rughtfully) over turned.

My place first and foremost is at the feet of the Dominant man I chose.

Respect is not submission, nor do I have to kneel at the feet of any man. I chose who I submit to. Knowing my place does not mean that I'm not allowed to pick who I submit to.

It's so simple, even I, a woman, can understand it.

My reality may be working at a job and working for an education that I don't deserve, but it's also picking who I submit to.