The Knot goes back and forth in my throat.
I often dream to find this quiet space I see in my head, to go there, and to scream out loud until there’s no air in my lungs anymore. A simple “AaaaaAhhhh” that is pulled out of my tripes, that free, that pacifies.
And then, Life will flow again. Simply. As if nothing happened.
But unfortunately, it’s not that easy.
So I scribble, and I try to transform the feeling that bothers me so deeply in something positive.
Because I know it’s possible, and it’s always better than just be moping. Be pleased in negativity is like chosing the easier way (and trust me, I was like that). I’m known by my friends to be the one who choses the strangest & tortuous paths 😉