practicing the refusal to be a reaction
(Some advice, from my blog to me)
Before you start, stop. Stop swimming deep into that murky green pool in your head. You’re gonna get stuck. Do not be one of those, the ones that love that terrible pool so much that they tie their ankles to the bottom, just to spin round & round, in so many circles that the ropes come untied and they just start floating around, collecting dirt in their mouths and eyes until they cannot even see the surface anymore.
Do not swim there, it is not where you belong.
Remember? You are the fucking sky.
~But I am afraid of myself.
I cannot help it. You would be too,
If all these ghosts you made by accident were encircling you
(Kill the response, girl)