Sometime we forget to breathe…
I’ve found myself saying this, facing a canvas bag, right before I physically assault it.
I’m trying. And failing.
Now that you are free, nothing else matters.
It is now just you and your breath and all the emptiness.
You have waited for something for so long, which has never come
but now you know it is time to let it all go.
Now it is just you and your heartbeat and nothing else matters.
You want everything and nothing from life
and everything around you is yours and nothing belongs to you.
Now you are free and nothing else matters.
You breathe and listen to the silence.
Today, this is beautiful.
Breathe. Focus. Hairball. Breathe.
