cloudier than we expected

muscle atrophy is basically the worst. 

feeling my muscle mass disappear isn’t as horrifying as I thought, not while there’s plenty of me left, but I wasn’t expecting the residual, jiggling fat and disappearing waist line.

I need the podiatrist on Monday to give me some really good advice.

Why do we need to touch each other? 

What it so important about the lingering touch, lightly touching my arm during dinner, or the grazing hand over my waist as I leave bed to adjust the heat? 

Why are these affections exclusive to an intimate relationship? I’ve never felt this way on any date, in any previous relationship

Why can’t we keep our hands off each other?

i need to get back into blogging, otherwise i don’t remember anything.

also, it really helps me articulate myself, both in writing and speaking. 

there is so much going on in the world; when my head is overwhelmed, i get nowhere in life. no where. nowhere.