Ear fever. That's what I'd call it.

The day after my single-clubbing spree, my ears have become feverish all by themselves. Every other part of my body was normal, if not cold. Yesterday at the office (I have an economic function that is beyond my emotional predisposition) the pair grew hot to new levels. I could literally feel them heat up the rest of my head. I felt like I needed cooling ear muffs.

My ears lapsed in heat some months ago while I was at it with the ex. Don't get me wrong. This isn't a sentimental post-break-up-missing-the-sex-with-the-ex post. I was merely stating that first sentence of this paragraph, which I will not rewrite anymore, as fact. That night my ears were on fire, as were my insides. But it was a good heat that would fade at the stroke of the skin. Droplets of sweat would bead at the open surfaces only to be wiped into a twisting of passions. Now stop. Don't get too carried away. I really write like that.

But going back. Yesterday, my ears were so hot. However, I didn't feel the slightest horniness about me. Sure I ended up touching myself a couple of times, but then it would usually cool off. It didn't. I slept it off and I woke up to a lukewarm pair. Much cooler than yesterday, but still weirdly warm. I wonder if I've stumbled into some new medical condition.

Don't recall reading about this as a symptom of heartbreak.