You found yourself wandering, no direction, no true goal in mind. You like to wander about, to see a city, to see a people. A city is more than the bricks used to build it, you are well aware. Just as you are aware that people are more than the corporeal shells that they occupy. There is something else, inside, tucked away, attempting to remain safe and away from the hurt of the world. At least that is how you feel.
But of recent you feel a little different then you did previously. You have shown your heart and it hasn’t been rejected. You have shown it and it has been loved, it has been admired, it has been accepted for just what it is, fragile. You find that the previously regularly taken emotion-control-pill that held you back is getting hard to swallow. Good, your prescription was running out anyway, and besides it costs too much.
You feel a little liberated and your heart feels lighter than usual, which seems near impossible considering it’s average level of lightness. Air weighs more you think to yourself.
Regardless, thank you friend for being one of few who occupy my daily thoughts in the quest to better myself. Thank you for being one of many that will forever have my heart.
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