We left off with the idea that the consumption of cheese is ancestrally inappropriate.

Since then I have been living more appropriately than ever, and finding out about my true and unmedicated self.

That self turns out to be hormonally lacking; and thus emotionally unstable, indecisive, unproductive, full of lassitude, and relatively weak-willed.

I wonder what the appropriate respond is to learning that.

The knee-jerk is to finally find a way to again medicate it.

Sure, yes, maybe.

Not just yet.