right now, i am nude. i am unarmored, defenseless. any attack upon me that makes contact will have its full effect, unmitigated by any additional material. the fan is blowing cold air, and the cold air strikes me directly. i receive the full effect, and it is delightful. i read words on a screen, i hear words through my headphones, i see images move and dance, and i receive the full effect. i am nude! it is a wonderful thing to be nude. to be in this state of vulnerability, and to embrace it, not as weakness, but as potential. anything could hit me. anything at all. i probably wouldn't even see it coming.
also, i'm not wearing a lot of clothes
furthermore: i am thinking thoughts from the parts of myself that are visible only when i am nude. there are thoughts i share, and thoughts i do not share. but that is only one kind of judgement that i make. i also judge thoughts as whether they are "acceptable" or "unacceptable." is this judgement helpful to me? i'm not sure. i do not like having so many secrets. it is exhausting. if i find the courage, i will allow myself to be nude.
