Exactly. How those words fit in my mind after this weekend, I can't even begin to describe. Hands everywhere, 800 people all at the same place, so many hands. All over the place. Nevertheless it was an okay weekend, but after something like that, I can't help feeling a bit claustrophobic, which is why I'm doing what I'm doing right now. Sitting in my bed, listening to some classical music and writing poetry (and this blog).
I'd like to be freed from being free.
Sometimes also from being me.
Right now, yes. I don't want to be soaring, free. I want to be on the ground, solid and safe. I am no good at this obviously.
What a big sigh of relief.
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