I write it down right now so I can remember later what I was feeling before my neuron system failed for circuitry though it tried to create a mirror calculation and specially summoned biological courage that takes pleasure in deception of appearance and the art of measuring out the primal needs of social connection. Can you hear your own heart pounding? You pray for death as you crave life with her.
My God: What do you do if you still have the appetite, the craving, but you don’t have the stomach for it anymore?
