Quarantine days in got me thought about my lost soul. I don't want to be centered as a lost soul. How I wish I can make perfect argumentation for this issue with other than myself. I thought of someone I know and adding pressure for our friendship. I get it. For the lack of a better term. Despite being in a loving romance, I found that sexual attraction is confusing, euphoric, maddening, even dangerous. Which the mechanism that chooses and controls the objects of sexual desire can only be found in the heart of the unexplained. You should see that I was more of staring at the ceiling walls for this thoughts to be processed. Imagining me saying my 22 old self, "I was 22, which is young. I just got sober, so I was already adjusting to just actually being in reality. Then i'm travelling around the world, getting recognized, so I was getting used to that for a couple of years. Then I moved to New York. I think, for the first time in my life, I actually was able to get used to m...