Total flatline, today I can't bother to think about anything sex related. Too bad that it is probably SSRI induced but even then my intelectual self is overjoyed anyway to be unchained from the urges of biology and the lower region so that it can roam free; it almost feels like finding pride in being in a asexual state. If it weren't for the tinnitus right now I would wish I could stay in this state forever and forsake all pretensions of looking for a partner for life. On the other hand, I know this kind of state ends in an stupor where I can give a damn about feeling or doing anything. Such a trap for the soul... I hope it resolves on the next week.