You ever hear that old chestnut about how most people neglect the part of the story of Icarus where he also had to avoid flying too low, lest the spray of the sea soak his feathers and cause him to fall and drown? You ever think about how different the world would be if Icarus died that way instead? If the idiom was to Fly To Close To The Sea? A warning against playing it far too safe, about not stretching your wings and soaring properly? You ever think about how Icarus died because he was happy?
what doesn't kill you makes you weird at intimacy
April, 1932 The diary of Anaïs Nin [Volume One: 1931-1934]
Dearest swirly brain,
I know that most days you hate yourself.
You hate feeling so out of control, so burdensome.
Dark fog and rapid heat consume every fold, every corner.
You want peace, or relief.
But dearest swirly brain, you are more.
You are a culmination of decades of feelings and LIFE.
Vibrancy and light and contrast.
You are always moving.
Evolving. Changing. Learning.
You are so wildly and authentically human.
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Seems unreasonable that I should be expected to continue Being A Person while my brain is stewing in a thick marinade of Emotions™
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