You and your kindness. You see me, you know me, but I don’t know you. I don’t know me.
What? What is it?
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Who is that?
It. Is. Me....Listen.
My chest burns and the tears well.
Connection. It’s connection. Why do I…?
Without control, the vulnerability floods in.
Ah. It’s because of my ego.
There you are.
My ego. It’s worse because I care about them, they, the other. What will they think if I have no control – that I have no control?
Let it go. Let it go. Let it go.
All of it?
You're here. You've arrived. This is it.
There is no control.