Nov 4

by jyhopkins

Which is it: Anima or animus? This is a real question and it demands real attention, he believed. People don’t understand. Sometimes it’s one that wants to be another, and people have to help things along using their energy and smartphone. He meant to deliver all hermaphroditic objects into their destinies. He would prefer anima, though.

The taxi behind him honked its horn. He snapped out of it, wasn’t sure how long he’d been sitting at the green light, and applied moderate pressure to the accelerator.

Thoughts:

  • Not this time.

 

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