"....Who? me? No.", she thought, in a shocked and slightly embarassed state of conviction. How did she let it get this far? Even a momentary entertainment of the thought had always made her shudder with a feeling not far from shame that she had ever considered the possibility.
She took a long, deep breath and let it out just as slowly. "Yea. I guess I did.", she stated, and, in doing so, somehow permanently abated the discomfort. Was the unease released from her Self along with the other wastes that the breath naturally takes away from body? Or was it the fact that she had finally made the blunt confession to herself, that caused the weight to lift off her shoulders?
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