cracked open

sometimes I feel a little more cracked open, a little more permeable, a little less contained

today was like that

I usually think of it as negative, and try to stuff myself back into something that feels less vulnerable as quickly as I can, but today, instead, I sat there with my cracked openness, let the sadness sound in my voice, did not laugh it off or shake it off or change the subject


this a step on my path too, this being where I am, even when where I am is a place I have spent years avoiding

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