I beg to differ Mrs. Steinem: "a bananafish without a bycicle" would be more appropriate.
I did it again! This is my second published #freewrite using the Most Dangerous Writing App in Italian. I then translated it in English. Consider that my true flow of thoughts is not in English and I wanted to put down for your eyes only all the original bullshit my mind is capable of at its full power.
She spoke and spoke and her talking was a lava river in full words rushing fast in front of the mirror. With one hand she combed her hair, with one foot she placed the mat, with the other hand she skewered her black hair with a hairpin, then with the nape she tried to close the cupboard door and in the meantime .. How many for god's sake? ... I think that she was facing 4 or five topics at the same time. He listened to her sitting on the toilet bowl with great patience and apparent concentration, not even if he was making a mental review of the "Critique of Pure Reason". What was she saying now? The words were mixing in his head, which began to have celestial visions of angelic choirs ... really now he was trying to nod very professionally and even at times a little 'annoyed while she was playing with her nose ring. "What an amazing serious rack she has, what a remarkable pair of...", he thought now truly absorbed. Then all of a sudden she stops ..silence.. now she is watching him as a velociraptor stares at a goat placed on the top of a sacrificial altar after 40 days of fasting ... he realized that she demanded an answer from him that was not a "um" "yes yes yes" or any other expression of his repertoire .. Her lower eyelid was already starting to tremble.. Think in a hurry! Think now! .. the cold sweat was already thickening on the sides of his temple. He said "Ahh, I understand you." It went well for this time. Female multitasking. Ughhh..