How it feels like
I go forward. No matter what I just won’t stop, even though I’m not sure if it’s the right direction. What is the right direction? I can’t remember it anymore. Have I known it at some point? Has it ever been clear to me? I've tried to find time to think before acting but speed’s been too high to see what’s necessary.
What is real? What’s unreal?
I’m scared of being stuck, being unable to breath. I grave for freedom and honesty. Genuineness. I really need space around me to be able to move.
Let's just breath, please