Oxytocin Stories

Everything about you becomes archived. Trying to catalog what isn't meant to be charted, codified, and quantified. But math and science, even between people, often made sense to me. Chart the exact moment that the bloom of oxytocin flares immutable around the iris. Note the dark points of pupils contrasting. Every flush of skin, pink randomly rippling beneath the pale. Every breath inhaled and exhaled in a subconscious at...