sometimes I forget we are also animals

That said it all. It suddenly occured to me when I was driving towards home one afternoon, after a long day of work and study. Everything in my life is just routine. I study, cook, eat, and sleep, and above all I try to focus on work, doing analyses that are seemingly intelligent and beyond basic activities of this vulgar world. This is part of the punishment I gave to myself. Yes, this silly, sappy girl decided not to have a heart. She started to go abstinent and to refuse emotional attachements and interdependencies. And she succeeded for almost 2 years. But, is that right? Is she then terribly imcomplete? Why do I fear the animal part of myself, which is also the very true reflection of oneself? That thought makes me wonder more about me and others and our somewhat drastically different behavior..