I went for a walk and there was such an animal element of excitement when the crows flew out like that. As well as an unrelated but still distinctly animal urge of seeing a patch of flowers and wanting to jump in them and play. I've been dealing with a dry spell. As much as is possible for someone who experiences integrated fluctuations. Either I don't feel anything as a whole (including but not limited to nonhumanity, humanity, emotions, forms of attraction, etc) or I don't notice anything because I am so used to it until that increase. This increase is very welcome and I am still holding onto the memory of the initial feeling that sparked this.
"Walking sideways through them gutters
And you realize that the floor sticks to your feet like history
Well, don't you look at me like life don't hold you anymore mystery" - Modest Mouse