touching things.

[cimorene]

so, more 7:30 am pseudo-deep thoughts. you know how if you don't touch babies, their brains atrophy or something and they don't develop language and become insane? this is clearly proof that humans need to be touched, which brings me to why college is bad for me. the last person i touched was rm#1 a week and a half ago, when her boyfriend left and she was crying and i hugged her twice.

oh, no, wait, the scary Ovary!Nurse poked my stomach. but that hardly counts.

what if my brain atrophies?

maybe there should be some kind of hug-club. *worry worry*

Comments

[guinevere33.livejournal.com]

I will always send you zen hugs, cim! (for those of you not up on "The Ship Who Searched": hugs we would give if we were there and could hug you, but we aren't and we can't)

*inspiration strikes* you just need a guy friend to be your designated piece of furniture - you know, pillow, coat rack, device for leaning on, thing to hit when irked. works well! completely platonic! not available in stores! *giggles*

[cimness.livejournal.com]

good point. i'll look into this.