I can feel a storm coming… and I’m not sure yet from which direction it will come and how long it will last. I can feel a storm coming and it scares me in a way because it will be an extremely strong one. One that I will have to face alone, one that I should not fight, one that is necessary in order to clear out the cobwebs in my mind. Once the raging storm is over there will be nothing left but quiet and acres of virgin cleanliness all around.

I need to see… as in ‘see’…

I need to feel… as in ‘feel’…

I need to make room for what I could not solve before. I’m ready this time and that is a promise!