#28

It is plain fact that sadness takes root within your chest cavity and expands, leaving you unable to breathe properly and eventually killing you. Heartfelt hugs are able to drive away this deadly chill, but any sort of chest compression can do in a pinch, which is why sometimes, you just have to hug yourself.

I'm not screwing around, I read that not getting hugged will eventually kill you. Sadness can settle in your bones and cells and kill you stone dead. Being hugged keeps you alive. No one to hug? Guess you can find the nearest open grave to crawl into and wait.

Am I hugging myself, because I am sad? No, man. No. 

I'm going to reread old Star Wars books for a while. The way of my people, since before the singularity.

Just Star Wars books, you ask? No! Dude! No. 

I have to get up at four tomorrow, but if I have time before bed, I'm going to choose a film, and hope that by hooking my suspension of disbelief to its emotionally manipulative mechanisms, I may find my way to the shedding of tears, and some relief thereby. 

Life ruined me in many ways, and one of them is that I need assistance and favorable conditions just to cry.


--JL