sogno

I woke up this morning with a headache.
What are the deepest thoughts you've ever had? Do you know what that question means?
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There is something about the female human body that is so mundane yet fascinating at the same time. When she operates just as nature intended it is mundane. When something short circuits or just doesn't seem to work at all the female body becomes fascinating.
The say, "All tests are normal. You are fine. It is unexplainable."
If I was 'normal and fine' why is something 'unexplainable'?
Yesterday I wandered around a mall for a short time... Everyone there seemed to be with child. Either inside of her or hanging from her hip. How? How does it happen that so many can command their bodies to function to the point of creating life? To you this seems mundane because they are functioning normally.
Why can't I function as the rest of them? Pathetic. I can't even bleed monthly. I feel all twisted up inside. So much life remains there yet I cannot bring it forward or pass it on to the next generation. Why? Why are so many chosen for this task? What qualifies a woman to be denied the ability to create?
It makes me question who I am... What constitutes being a woman? Where is the separation between man and woman? The defining difference is that women can bring forth life...if I cannot perform this function, am I indeed a woman?
Sogno....
My dream....
Only in my dream....