I was tensed around my life like an octopus holding a heart dearly. Every tentacle petrified and numb from the strength of the squeeze. But as ties are severed or loosed i find myself in increments relaxed, floating, touching on things here and there but nothing that can’t be jettisoned at a moment’s notice and move on. And so also is it easier to be knocked from my rock, unanchored by any shock small or large that sends me reeling rudderless, waiting to wash up against a rock anew and slowly settle, till the next tide carries me or tears me away.

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