You see Universe, lately, each time I have done something to widen the box and stepping up, you shut it right back at me really tight and right now I am suffocating in that box. In all those damned boxes. I just want to kick in the middle of everything, see the ants of my mind panicking, and hopefully they won’t just start recreating order but rather nurture a welcome disruption. A f#$%@=g needed transformation. And yes voicing out loud when burgers and red wine don’t do the trick any longer is a skill, a strength even.
A Fish on a Hill 