Enchantement

I feel as though under and enchantement, as if I am half alive and half dead, I cannot feel except for that warmth that only masaches my muscles. Everything is only half there, when like this I am not controlled by thought or heart but by instinct. It is a dull instinct, unsure of what to do or how to feel about things. My head is throbbing and my heart is only soft in my chest as though ready to give way to the demanding power of my body.

"I want to live where the soul meets body."