My own superhero, now and then, I wish that was me.
Listen to yourself. To what is silenced but wants to be heard. That’s the first step to conversation.
Make time. And room. For how you feel.
I hear you. And I love seeing you.
To stumble is my favorite verb. To stumble is to bump into yourself.
Let’s*? Together? (*a walk, a talk or laughing out loud, going out for drinks, dreaming the wildest dreams or doing some studying perhaps…)
It has taken me some time. But now I’m starting to get. That I am who I am and the world is the world. That some friction is fine. My silence clashing with the roaring world. Listen. Can you hear? My heart. It’s beating.
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