Lonely Understanding
I had a thought earlier today, I was on my way to Yoga and was feeling a bit melancholy, perhaps a little lonely in understanding. Understanding myself and others to be exact. I wondered do we ever really understand each other? I already know the answer to that question and its really unsatisfying. Unsatisfying because it brings me back to me, a pat on the back or a “I know how you feel” doesn’t cut it anymore.
So, at Yoga I just breathed. The majority of the poses felt foreign today, so I just pushed through and gained some relief in the space between each breath where everything is silent.
That’s all I’ve got for now so it must be enough.
N x
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