Mood changer

No I don't want to blog about aphrodisiacs.  I want to talk about the scraps of sanity that remain during the Fall.  I come by them rarely, and prize them like, well, a cool prize.

Sunlight.  It kills me.  It wakes me up and slaps me hard across the face.  Not like those erotic porno-slaps you see in hard porn, but like a real ball clinching slap.  I love those harsh, cutting lines thrashing across a room reviving some inanimate object seconds ago merely lifelessly collecting dust.  I can feel it's warmth on my fingertips.  I can imagine, if i had a cat, that it would be slouched in the vicinity if not under the ray of life-giving light. 

Plus you can make dicks on the wall with shadows puppets.  Score.