B-421: Zarg’s World, Downport, Restricted Environ, Prandial
“I’m quite successful in my work, but that comes at the cost of a huge investment of my time, and for most of that time I’m in my head thinking. Even my interactions with other people, this conversation, I have a strong analytical internal monologue.”
“As such, I’ve come to relish certain existential experiences in my down-time – tastes, sounds,” he rubs his fingers together, “…certain kinesthetic experiences.”
He picks up the wine, sniffs and takes a slow sip.
“It’s something of a micro break, a tiny escape.”
Her face lights up as he’s speaking, she seems quite intrigued.
“Ahh, so you were speaking in the literal sense rather than figurative. I can relate to the internal monologue. Mine tends to run from the sensory through the interpersonal and the analytical.”
She taps her temple.
“It does get noisy at times. I like the way you describe that feeling – the relishing of certain experiences. I find great joy in visuals of startling beauty; of smells that bewitch the senses; the feel of soft velvets and silks against the skin…”
Her eyes have a glow about them.