i've been slow to get through sense8. as much as i love it, i find every episode is emotionally fraught, and it takes me a long time to work up the mental reserves to watch another. i wasn't quite sure why that was, but watching the first episode of the second season tonight really brought it into focus.

i only made it halfway through, because after the sex scene, i couldn't handle any more. it was beautiful and wonderful and caring and passionate and everything i wish i could have or be.

but i'm not Nomi. she's a work of fiction. an optimistic one, but still, our lives aren't like that. and it breaks my heart to know it.