A simple curiosity. What do you taste like? What do you feel like? All tied together with a common thread of healthy fear. It’s not like it’s some epic secret… or is it? Headstrong resistance gave way to inquiring minds gave way to the subtle attractive and now here I sit. Up before noon for the first time in weeks. Chuffed. The earlier I get up, the longer I wait, the longer I end up being awake. Some random cruel cycle this has come to be. Fuck knows. I could be headed for the ground without realizing. That’s what you get for jumping out of a perfectly safe plane… tread lightly as the sun rises.