LOSING INTEREST
You know that feeling, a seeming rush of adrenaline that hits you when you first experience something so intricately mind blowing capable of causing you to jones. Such things..hmm such things like love. Now I know, as soon as I said love, your mind immediately went to that romantic type of good sweet loving. Well maybe that is what I am talking about, maybe not... but any way, it is in this feeling that I am crawling right now. Don't get it twisted, see, crawling for me means I still don't want to let go but I am just not willing to walk things down the aisle or run shit around.... so I am crawling. Hoping that soon enough a more refined dose of same initial adrenaline will hit me bluntly, sharp enough to strike through my spines causing me to jerk up from my levity and question my reason for crawling. Of course I wouldn't be crawling for nothing. My interest was so tightly locked in my grip and intertwined, interwoven with her very core, knotted with her heart fr...