Neon Genesis Evangelion was my whole identity, when I was fifteen. I was an angsty boy from a small town. I longed to have a fiery redhead be mean to me (or to just meet one); to be part of world-ending events (or to be part of a clique that mattered); to pilot a god (or to just feel powerful in my own body). As I grew up I’ve managed to sublimate those longings, I guess? All my middle-age aches tell me my body is friend who cannot be taken for granted; their are not a flesh-tool. On good w...
