He said that women to him were like a mania. Infectants of the mind. That the simple shrug of one could reprogram his entire prerogative and change the complexion of what would have comfortably been an entire day. And he said to her maybe it wasn't just women, maybe that was unfair, maybe it was the whole enterprise of love.
Love, he thought that love, prolonged beyond the necessary-baby-making-4year-biological-contract was probably just an integral product for the powers-that-be to sell to people in conjunction with whatever it is that the powers-that-be may be selling the masses on all the time through out the course of human history. he told her,
baby just cuz you haven't destroyed me yet, doesn't mean I'm indestructible.
