The Darkside of the Moon
“All this time…I thought it was just me.”
“I know,” he whispers, his voice thick with regret. “I’m sorry.”
“I guess I now know why my attraction for you is habitual.”
“What d’you mean habitual?”
“Well, how do I put this now?” she permutates in her thought, pondering the impeccable analogy to explain her meaning. “Okay, let’s see it this way… we learn how to swim in water as kids, then we don’t swim for a while—even if we find ourselves in water again after so many years we will still float. That is the easiest definition of habit. It just stay stuck in your brain, especially when you learn it pretty early in life.” She pauses for a bit, and continues explaining to make better sense of her po