April 25, 2007
You mustnít fight when inspiration strikes. You mustnít question word choices or the veering of topics. Fingers work on their own volition. Sometimes I wish I had someone whom I could call to ask for a hug and have them then come over at their earliest convenience to give me what I need. I have no one and nothing is convenient for anyone. After the last one, I feared that I turned asexual. Then I met Her, fell on my nose but was held up by heartstrings. When mentioned to the doctor, doctor says I told you youíre not asexual.