Free Falling

“Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is to live everything. Live the questions.”  ~Rainer Maria Rilke
You're not so sure what it is. But it's gnawing at your senses. You feel helpless. Your own strength has failed you. The explanations, the reasons, the taking... all seems futile at the moment. As to why, you have no idea.

Fear is always more intense when you're alone, battling it all by yourself.

Dark clouds hung over your head. A darkness that threatens with a heavier downpour of an impending storm.

The heaviness grows. It speaks volumes. Yet, you cannot hear a thing it says...

So, you trudge on, dragging your weary feet to a place you've once known, your haven. Your refuge. The walk took forever as you felt the scorching heat of the afternoon sun burning your skin. But your heart remained cold.

You scoured the whole place not knowing exactly what you were hoping to find. Everything looked too familiar. A familiarity you now realize have somehow reconnected you to a distant past. Still, you missed one thing... that, it hurt so much. If you only knew...

Now, you stand at the edge of reason —all your emotions silently tucked away. You spread your arms in the vast empty space. It’s time. You know it.

Note: This post was written on my journal last Saturday, May 1 at 3:50pm while riding a taxi going home. ~Dette


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