I don't know who is gonna read this, it's been a while.

After the quarantine for the corona virus here in Italy, I've been slowly detoxicating from work (well I still work from home but I don't have to waste 3 hours per day to go there).

The silly fact here: I was slowly resuming my drawing when something happened. A dear friend of mine pointed me to a netflix anime: beastar. I was, meh a furry anime with some hardvore?

Turned out to be a love story, non convetional... yet somehow it left me emptied, hollow. Like when you have to leave home for good.
I hadn't felt like that in decades. I don't know how to explain it, maybe somebody who feels the same could understand... it's like watching/reading something which describes all you fantasies you always had since you were a kid... but not the sexual one, the opposite side... maybe spiritual, I don't know.

Our vore fetish is triggered with vore, for some of us it has to be fatal... but when the prey is spared because of friendship or love? what does that trigger in you?
Now I'm here, almost 40 years old, losing appetite with the feeling that nothing really matters. Yeah I know, these feeling come when yuo've been in love and lost it.
Maybe some of you experienced this too after watching a movie or a cartoon that touches his heart this much.
For most of you it might sound overreacting and it is, but it can't be helped.

The quarantine will last at least another two weeks, I hope to get back in my usual self and finish my drawing.

Take care of yourselves guy.
This quarantine is waking me up from my slumber.