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.
Gone.
2 comments:
Keep breathing, deeply, when the smoke clears. You have the power.
I look forward to reading future entries here. I'll be bummed for myself when your no longer aboard the SSRS but really thrilled for you. Post pictures of your art work when you can.
oops, "you're"
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