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Today, while waiting in cue for my psychiatrist, I saw the prettiest woman I've seen in years, doing the same. Waiting in cue, I mean. I was surprised about the attraction that sparkled up in me. Because I've had stopped caring. Like - absolutely stopped caring. About anything. Despite the fact that she was completely from a different planet. Definitely, not the Kif Kroker planet. I did not care. I was enjoying the surprise. That something moved me. Great.
The rest of the time I was enjoying some nice benzodiazepine withdrawal - anxiety, irritatedness and such. It's interesting how I can divide the two experiences.
Not molding them into a single bweah.