Mitochondrion... - she whispered - ... organelle. It felt like a drop of thick honey, sweet and sticky. The way some people talk about things, makes my heart bit faster.
I have a couple of faithful companions who teach me all those fascinating words and facts, which I will (probably!) never need in life. Like this one: how do the astronauts choose their sleeping place in a space ship.
Or: why should we send our nervus vagus a friend request and beg him to accept it. (This one is actually one of the better things I found out recently - google it ;) I am obsessed with the micro universes which some people carry within and transform into stories.
Yes, AD 2020 has opended a world of podcasts to me. I knew they existed, but - man...what a discovery for all those lonely pandemic walks.
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Early in the evening I sneak out to the bedroom. I close my eyes and let her soothing voice whisper mantras ... organelles... mitochondria...