I feel how I am healing, a little bit more every day. As I become stronger, more confidant, I lose dimensions of my old self. I feel completely naked in front of myself and in the world. Sensitive, like every impression of my new life is transforming into an expression inside my mind, my heart and I collect all these overwhelming expressions inside until I feel like I’m about to burst… They all want to be born through my art, poetry, through my laughter, tears, my fire and thunder I keep inside. It all wants to be unleashed into the world outside myself, as if I am so much more than just a breathing body – a vessel of breathing dreams.

My lungs are filled with clouds and airplanes, escaping wind, butterfly rockets and raindrops. I feel so complete. Loved. Moved by what life looks like beyond the metallic shadows.

I am so much more than I ever could imagine. And yet, I’m just a detail in this world. My new life is all about finding the balance between the two realizations.