Don’t touch me.

I love it when I have an epiphany, and last night was no exception. I just realized how vulnerable you feel when you are puking. You instantly become a wounded puppy, and you want no one to even see you, much less help. Some sort of animal instinct takes over.

I guess it helped that I was not the one sitting there expelling 3 gallons of Vodka.

I think you only feel more vulnerable when you are naked. I have some sort of top five fears of having to fight someone while I’m naked. I’d rather have my feet tied together than to scrap in the nude.

 Later…

1 Comment(s)

  1. I thought the nude fighting fear was only me!
    Weird.
    Well, of the 6+ Billion people on earth … this is one less we each have to worry about scrapping in the nude.


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