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PROGRESS REPORT 14
AndeverytimeIcameclosetoyou,orthoughtaboutmakinglovetoyou,therewasashortcircuit."
Iwasexcited,andmyvoicepoundedatheruntilshebegantoquiver.Herfacebecameflushed."Charlie,"shewhispered,"can’tIdoanything?Can’tIhelp?"
"IthinkI’vechangedduringtheseweeksawayfromthelab,"Isaid."Icouldn’tseehowtodoitatfirst,buttonight,whileIwaswanderingaroundthecity,itcametome.Thefoolishthingwastryingtosolvetheproblemallbymyself.ButthedeeperIgettangledupinthismassofdreamsandmemoriesthemoreIrealizethatemotionalproblemscan’tbesolvedasintellectualproblemsare.That’swhatIdiscoveredaboutmyselflastnight.ItoldmyselfIwaswanderingaroundlikealostsoul,andthenIsawthatIwaslost.
"SomehowI’vebecomeseparatedemotionallyfromeveryoneandeverything.AndwhatIwasreallysearchingforoutthereinthedarkstreets—thelastdamnedplaceIcouldeverfindit—wasawaytomakemyselfapartofpeopleagainemotionally,whilestillretainingmyfreedomintellectually.I’vegottogrowup.Formeitmeanseverything...."
Italkedonandon,spewingoutofmyselfeverydoubtandfearthatbubbledtothesurface.Shewasmysoundingboardandshesattherehypnotized.Ifeltmyselfgrowwarm,feverish,untilIthoughtmybodywasonfire.IwasburningouttheinfectioninfrontofsomeoneIcaredabout,andthatmadeallthedifference.
Butitwastoomuchforher.Whathadstartedastremblingbecametears.
