I told him that we should meet later to talk about “us”. As if there’s an us. As if it’s not just him, and me seeing how much of him that I can stand, and having him still urge me to get more down my throat.
However, I have a bad feeling about it… I will talk about that now. I have learned over the course of time to trust my gut, and my gut says that some of these side effects, which are deemed negligible at this point, will show up in rising numbers as the longitudinal data comes in. It makes sense. One can’t use the past to predict the future, we can only narrow down possibilities of incident outcomes.