Memories of a sort.
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The sudden mood changes are the worst, really. The moments when everything else I was thinking is suddenly swept away and instead my mind fills with this brilliant heat. Images, flickers, are shadowed against it... so intense, entrancing, I couldn't look away even if I tried. It doesn't happen often, these days. Nowhere near as often as it used to when I was 18, 19.
It does happen, though. And it's been happening more and more over the last month. Difficult to concentrate. Nearly impossible to think of anything else, when the mood flames up. Hunger, overwhelming hunger, desire, need, lust, fury. I am grateful that I'm in no fit state to wander, that I don't know the area, that I have doctors' orders to help me stay. As it is, two or three times a day I find myself leaning against the door, considering just... walking out. Hunting.
Frustrating. So frustrating. And it's kicking in again, in the back of my head the fire is rising. I hate it. I do.
...it makes me feel so damn good.
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