sleep deprived thoughts...

As I slip further into sleep deprivation, some things concerning the human condition of the heart become clearer. Or maybe it is that they become so much more confused that I have a totally different perspective and understanding of the energies that exchange between the opposite sexes. I often find myself thinking someone feels one way about me, then discover it is actually totally different. I have spent so much time in celibacy between adventures of the heart that it is hard to tell when another journey is on the way. I ponder the small signs and symbols, keeping in mind the sociological and instinctive precursors to the mating ritual: a catch and hold of the eye, a soft touch as one passes by, questions and answers that keep coming. I am afraid it could all be just one worker getting to know another, just happening to be spending more time together as the projects require, instead of the new adventure I could be looking for.