The same nightmare kept coming back, often enough that it marked me so hard that whenever I recall it, my body shivers. An absence of walls or furniture or people, a complete empty space with no end to it forces the creation of one, where security, protection, and the belief, the idea that there always be a safe place, a home to feel connected to, be part of a particular relationship, symbiosis, protected; quite difficult to separate from, abandon, as the lack of density takes over the body.
Tuesday, February 12, 2019
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