sexta-feira, 23 de setembro de 2022
Sometimes in the dark of night and while everyone sleeps I wander around the house. In a breathless anxiety attack, I walk barefoot on the cold floor, splashing ice water on my face in an attempt to take my mind's attention away from the trigger that started this. I take a deep breath and start singing.. And slowly the tears, and the breathing return to normal.
"Living is easy with eyes closed
Misunderstanding all you see
It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out
It doesn't matter much to me"
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