Chapter Twenty Five
That Saturday, two weeks to the day since our fight, I sat Jackie down for a heart to heart. It was duplicitous, I felt no real need to reengage during the 2-week separation. I hadn’t missed her as much as I thought, in fact recent memories made me question how much I loved her to begin with. Truth was I needed her; she was an integral part of what it now took to turn me on.
Something was vibrating within me at a low frequency, pulling things that resonated at similar levels closer to it. I noticed the ugly in life now where before I was obsessed with possessing only the beautiful. The tendons and veins in my body were connected to a screw in the pit of my stomach which was slowly turning and tightening everything, leaving me hunched over like a Golem. The brighter an
