What could be considered reasonable frameworks for friendship? In this society, we are bombarded with pop enculturated norms of boy-meets-girl. Sitting in a tree. K. I. S. S. I. N. G. Well, what about cuddling with friends? What about massages and healing each others' nerve endings? Regardless of gender. Regardless of relationship status. Homo, hetero, queer theories. I need healing touch. Close friends that I can trust. Somewhere deep inside I feel a guilt. According to social norms, I feel I am only allowed to comfortably touch and be touched by one. A man who is ordained boyfriend, fiance, husband. Who am I to feel like God made me in any way I wasn't meant to be? Divine perfection. Original sin? Predestination. Reincarnation. I can't help it. I wonder how you are feeling. I wonder what you are thinking. I'm trying to read between unspoken lines. I feel a little crazy. Reeling between intuition and imagination. Bubble. Around me. Don't touch me. Hold me. Don't talk to me. Please call me. Crazy. Human.
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