Some of my closest friends, depending on my mood at any given time, have this unspoken power over me where the slightest insinuation can get me into a regressed, often babyish state. It'd been on my mind for a while as of late, and I felt the need to put it to paper, if in a bit of a more abstracted or generalized way here.

It's only a simple coincidence that my nappies get all full and saggy moments after, though. Nothing at all to do with any of that...