I never realised how touch-starved I was until yesterday
I was having lunch with a friend yesterday like I do every Monday, and she put her hand on mine in what I'm guessing was an act of reassurance. Either way, that skin contact - all 3 seconds of it - felt like every fibre of my being being supercharged simultaneously.
I don't know. Maybe I'm more lonely than I thought.
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