i’m frequently visited by three spirits at night
- the ghost of i fucked up
- the ghost of i’m currently fucking up
- and the ghost of i’m probably going to fuck up in the future
Fuck what my stomach looks like in a bikini or what my thighs look like in shorts. I want my plate to be colorful for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I want to run a mile and feel like running 10 more afterwards. I want to feel like I’m filled to the brim with energy all day long. I just want to be healthy.
Faced with the mysteries of woman, Sigmund Freud, who seemed to have an answer for everything else, came up empty. “Despite my thirty years of research into the feminine soul,” he wrote, “I have not yet been able to answer … the great question that has never been answered: what does a woman want?”Sex at Dawn: The Prehistoric Origins of Human Sexuality
It’s no accident that what the BBC called “the most famous image in the history of art” is a study of the inscrutable feminine created by a homosexual male artist. For centuries, men have been wondering what Leonardo da Vinci’s Mona Lisa was thinking. Is she smiling? Is she angry? Disappointed? Unwell? Nauseated? Sad? Shy? Turned on? None of the above?
Probably closer to all of the above. Does she contradict herself? Very well, then. The Mona Lisa is large. Like all women, but more—like all that is feminine—she reflects every phase of the moon. She contains multitudes.