Do you need a second?
For the longest time, I thought that I was denying my body to others because I did not want to hurt any one else. Now I know that I was afraid of being hurt again. After mending and minding and flailing, what choice remains?
Attraction breeds attraction breeds a disregard for laws and loss. The sense of community erases the standard operating cost of being lonely around other people. The disconnections expel each in turn as the void serves its purposelessness existence. Holding back became a way of life, an answer to the question signified by the tacit urn.
There is always another obstacle in the way until you realize that the way itself may be an obstacle for you. Or that there is no obstcale aside from what you consider to be you.
The firetruck did not wish to wait any longer. Neither did I.