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Where is my mind..?

giphy (9)

Or rather, where am I in my mind

My mind is full of hallways and tunnels. Some are light, others dark. Some open, others blocked for my protection.

There’s an aching in my brain. Sometimes a door slams, a voice screams, a child giggles, a window breaks, a flower grows.

I can’t stop my mind from wandering up and down the shafts of memories. Good or bad. They come with me whether clear or fuzzy, black or white. And a memory isn’t always visual. they could be emotions or physical feelings. Like walking into a new place and the scent sparks a flame in my head.

“please be careful with me. i’m sensitive and i’d like to stay that way.” ~Jewel