I worry. and when I do, I shake. instability becomes of me and I continue to let my heart quake. in 21014 what I do when I worry about you is search your name on Facebook on Twitter on Instagram any medium that displays your attendance active participation in indulging in anything else that isn't me. what are you sharing? what is on your mind? who is on your mind if it isn't me? does the video you just shared help you make sense of me? I want to know and so I search. quickly moving, borderline trembling as my sensitivity to you heightens. i want to read, comprehend, sense, indulge in you in hope that you want to write, describe, illustrate, get me...thirsty.