I stand at the crossroads

Of Emotion and Logic,

Of Passion and Reason,

Of Hot and Cold.

A blazing heart, pounding in my chest,

Beating, thudding, crashing,

Like the drums of a grand hunt.

An icy brain stuffed into my skull,

Pressing on all sides,

Trying to keep all visible.

A great tugging, in all directions, consumes me.

As I consider where to go to find

Equilibrium, make a decision that will

Warm the brain and

Cool the heart;

To feel right again.