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My horoscope says I’m conflating optimism with enlightenment. Enlighten me while I’m on my back, I’ll get it right. It’s easy to be optimistic when you’re on top of me, underneath you I’m steady and good.

A compulsion is not a choice, it’s a drive, a habit. An itch you scratch. But I choose this, my eyes are open, yours look right back at me, green and clear. This choice feels easy.