I dreamed I was experiencing starvation.
My mouth no longer salivated upon thought.
My stomach no longer rumbled at smells.
My mind no longer yearned for sustenance.
I was dreaming of emptiness... emotional emptiness. And, the only thing that kept me living was the hope that seared my cheeks in the form of fat, warm tears.
I awoke gasping and I vowed never to be empty. Life filled my lungs and I drifted...
Forget bedroom eyes, take II. The proof's in the...thing on the dish rack? - There's been a Spock ear on the dish rack for two weeks now. I don't know how it got there. I mean, I know I had a brainstorm last September to throw Chu...