mutated insouciant I watch as the edges of her mouth turn upwards and her eyes relax into a warm smile. A bolt of recognition jumps across the synapses in my head and produces a light tingling sensation. However the electricity misses the mark and the friendly gesture fades as quickly as it came. This person in front of me I love dearly. Pieces of my heart reside in hers and hers in mine. These mutated hearts beat together. Her delicate hands on my chest search for its rhythm to absorb the warmth the rest of my body cannot provide. A fog hovers around my body, slowing time and blocking emotion. I exist partially obscured, my presence undeniable, my distance unmeasurable. 220915 what's it to you? who go blather from