party,  bathroom,  door  locked,  lights 
 off,  shower curtains  drawn. floor full 
 of dirty clothes, of  garbage, and  as i 
 start to  unzip my pants,  she steps out 
 of   the   shower  and   pushes  me   to 
 theground. 
  
 i   wish  to   be   contacted   by  some 
 [god, alien] who  would  bestow upon  me 
 some  incredible  power  that  will  set 
 everything right forever.  what i  don't 
 know  is  that  this   happens  multiple 
 times per second  -  they ask  me: "when 
 you  said the  world egg was your  ideal 
 body type, did you  mean  it"?  i answer 
 "not really, but  i can act like it  for 
 you,  if  you'd  like".  at  this  point 
 however  they  have  already  erased  my 
 memory  of the  encounter  and moved on. 
 subconsciously,   this   is   where   my 
 sadnesscomesfrom