Last week, I tried to watch TV.
But its sedative effects weren't hooking me.
I tucked myself in early.
Out of habit, I connect to the stream of updates - Facebook, NYT, etc.
But the updates leave me empty.
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| Finger is so used to clicking |
What do I do now? Answer: Just lie here, without thinking or entertainment.
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| Phantom clicking in my finger |
After a bit, I sink into it.
Forgot how I love the feeling of 'listening' to breath in my belly.
So comforting. Everything is softer.
Forgot how I love the feeling of 'listening' to breath in my belly.
So comforting. Everything is softer.
It felt like this supersonic power source.
As much as I could breathe in. Like a huge tube into my belly.
Has it always been there and I just click over it?
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I just want to say that I love your drawings. This blog is a very refreshing take on blogging.
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