I broke the dam, damn it.
For so long, forever it seemed, feeling nothing. Numb. Moving through the days to get through the days. And now, the floodgates have been breached. I cry easily. I welcome it. I’m feeling something. I’m breathing, I’m painting already, weird, incredible stuff, and my whole body is sore. It’s happening so quickly, this regeneration, and even though I have a few weeks left to be at work I’ve already moved beyond it, far away.