MY PERSONAL THERAPY

It sinks, it is true, in life it sinks many times. Then you don’t know how to re-emerge. You swim in the midst of events that don’t seem to belong to you at all. You see horizons, many different horizons, but you’re tired of deciding which one to go to. Then the sea pushes you, with its liquid embrace, pushes you to change your mind, to recreate yourself, to leave useless things on that bottom where you trudged. And then you too become water and there is no longer any difference between you and the blue waves.

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