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5. topless
it isn’t like a ran into a supermarket with my shirt off of anything. trust me I’ve walked miles in clothing I really should have thought better of wearing. I can’t really discuss which part of that is worse, the walking, or the clothing, or the thinking that made me do the walking, or the dressing. its a little more than a social experiment. let’s be sure about it, if you find yourself with a pure hearted person, embrace that shit. note this: you just might be that pure hearted person. if so then embrace yourself.
I guess in order to hit these goals, it’ll take a plan. and hell. not just a large plan full of traps and escape routes. no I need a group of smaller plans. like a sewing pattern. or construction plans. can’t truly rush through the engineering part can you?
the real thing is that it happening whether I plan it or not, and I know years ago I told myself. I told myself again just yesterday when I felt the anxiety begin and I thought out loud about my reasons for holding my breath right at my exhale moment. I laughed out loud at myself and then I spoke those words and maybe I won’t need to tell myself as often. maybe I can just reference the plan. tonight I ’m just gonna embrace my heart and let it be enough for my greed.
art credit: Life under quarantine: two friends have lunch together photographer unknown Marche, Italy