Monday 26th April
*Sigh* Today has been about that particular form of human expression. My car has been crashed into, the weather somehow feels opressive, my exhibition deadline is fast approaching and I feel very drained. I'm missing some skin. I don't mean sex (though I wouldn't exactly say no), I mean close physical contact with someone else. Holding someone, feeling the warm grain of their skin against my face, the way that when they're asleep and they shift position they reflexively pull you closer. I don't see myself as small and when I'm upright I don't notice my relative size to my bed sharer, but I still find it amazing how small I feel when I am lying next to them; the way their back is a wall so much taller than me. There are so many things I could go on about here, but I will stop so as to prevent total coma settling upon the reader.
It is still very tempting however. To avoid the schmaltz do not read on continued...
