Atrophic

Rian has been thinking about lost passions.

If we shut a part of our heart away, long unused, does that sliver eventually atrophy?

If an author stops writing, a violist stops bowing, a traveler no longer hops the aeroplane...

...does the desire to do such disintegrate?

And, people. If we say to ourselves: "I should not love this person, and so I shall not" and we shut a door on our soul, does the loving eventually cease on its own?

Everything, I suppose, ceases in the end.

Today, Rian shall grout.