I don't know Yolk.

"Know thyself" is an important concept to me.

While I feel I can accomplish anything I set my mind to, there is some disconnect or short with me trying to convince myself to vibe with the rot basket. Baiting the rot basket is one thing, but going in and shaking the semi-processed attractant is a whole other matter in and of itself.

Excerpt from Robert Crais' "The Monkey's Raincoat:"
"She took another microscopic bite of her sandwich, then pushed it away. Maybe she absorbed nutrients from her surroundings."