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