[Journal Entry] 2011-4-9
Springtime, one of the first warm afternoons, in which I felt it was time to start digging out my summer-weight jackets.
Unfortunately, this seems to be translating to a time of grumbling as well as delight at the renewal of life around me. The phage has been yowling around in my head like a cat in heat, and it appears to be for that very reason.
It wants to mate. It's in season and it's determined to pass itself or some portion of its essence on to whatever heir that I might father. I suppose that I shall have to avoid my female lovers or exercise a certain care about them for the time being.
This too shall pass, and I hope it shall pass quickly.
Unfortunately, this seems to be translating to a time of grumbling as well as delight at the renewal of life around me. The phage has been yowling around in my head like a cat in heat, and it appears to be for that very reason.
It wants to mate. It's in season and it's determined to pass itself or some portion of its essence on to whatever heir that I might father. I suppose that I shall have to avoid my female lovers or exercise a certain care about them for the time being.
This too shall pass, and I hope it shall pass quickly.