Last month, I felt the visceral definition of true love.
Recently, I have felt the physical definition of apathy.
I knew it was the definition when I realized that I had felt it before. I knew it was true when other people shared with me that they had thought that same thought.
You are completely naked. Limbs entwined with another’s limbs. Moisture, whether sweat or other, slides across your bodies. For a woman, you are most likely underneath. His body pinning yours. There is unquestionable penetration. There is likely thrusting.
And the thought goes through your mind:
Why am I doing this?
And you just don’t care.
That is the physical definition of apathy.
