So I walked through.
The space was mesmerizing, hyper, but slow. Everything seemed immediate because the excitement of the moment called for me to be at every part at once. I took my time and the moving felt unfamiliar. Like I was supposed to do this, but I would have never done it myself. It’s just hair right? Plus, they’ll appreciate the effort in change. The unfamiliarity will bring me low enough to receive a blessing because the haze isn’t doing it anymore.
I really could have lived In that fog forever. It’s baffling how easily I keep to the good fight in the face of overwhelming odds. I should have given in sooner, but I’m not mad that it took til now. I just hope it is the catalyst for change with which I been creating for.