You know sometimes it’s nearly impossible to tell the difference between longing and pain and distress and pain and loneliness and longing; in-out, in-out, in-out like the piercing rhythmic flow of blood into capillaries into veins into chambers into muscle, making heart beat thump thump thump. Our heartbeat, the most significant exhibit of our spectrum of emotions; the most overly mentioned, overly used way of defining, well, feelings. How many of us have even heard our own beating hearts? As in, truly listen.
can’t continue, will try next time.