Different.

I’m not sure if your mind woolgathered or if you were woolgathering yourself?

Regardless, daydreaming of one’s own conception is quite a concept.

Seems a bit choppy here and there, though, maybe a little rushed?

The beginning was definitely weird and not sure what to make of it. It’s very loose, which I think fits the mindset required to think about one’s own conception. Odd piece, but in the end I think it works as a way of looking at how this guy justifies his extra-curricular activities.

I’m not sure M. Ambran, I think my mind was having it’s own little trip so maybe it was doing the woolgathering.

THX 047, good that you kinda got my gist.

It was fun writing though, and it’s one I want to continue. Thanks for the small critiques…

I know you. I totally get it. Your Michael, the straight guy that heard me and my date having loud deep voiced sex. In the morning, around the kitchen table of six guests, some one complained of the gay frat house sex noises we produced. We were called rude and perverts. Michael told them all to fuck off. He told them they were jealous because they were all sleeping alone. Some one pointed out that Michael slept alone too. “No I didn’t, I fell asleep to the sounds of love making. I don’t care whose producing it, I think its the most beautiful sound in the world. I’m looking forward to more tonight. You guys up for an encore?”

Did anyone notice the narrator is genderless? What did you envision? A man I bet.

I would have to agree with Sir Bic. Woolgathered is quirky only because I see the person as intelligent and not prone to whimsy. So, to correct that view you could say, “As my mind gathered wool,” it rings. However woolgathered is listed in thefreedictionary.com

http://www.thefreedictionary.com/woolgathered

Genderless indeed ;). Good pick up.

Also, perhaps my wool gathering has sparked some controversy – I’ll bail it better. And thanks for the insight of your sex life Yarbrough, I feel thoroughly enlightened. Maybe I am Michael.