My heart palpitates faster. Like really throbbing loudly. Blood rushing to my head and face. My legs, my fingers, begin to tremble. I feel nervous. Sweat crackling in every fiber of my being. At times even a teardrop escapes, silently travels down my cheek...
No, I am not having sex.
Just a really loud, exhausting, heart-wrenching, argument. A bitter fight, rather.
I have realized that having sex, and having a nervous breakdown are really quite the same when analyzed down to the basics. It involves the same physical manifestations. Both can be equally exhilarating or exhausting. Hence, if you are in no mood for one, just imagine you are having the other!
No comments:
Post a Comment