Im struggeling suddenly feeling the lusts presence slightly less but why. As i think more about its lack of urgency in my mind and in my body i wonder what is happening. To think of anything the anxiety pulls at me. The steel i wear near me must have this adverse effect a sense of empowerment but i have to feed my wonder my need. Ahhh the pull at my innards outward toward the world tells me that were here. Scars tell me the past is real.memories i dont trust.