NOTE: The featured image for this post was photographed at Fábrica de Arte Cubano and is by Aziyadé Ruiz Ft. Yusa titled Nacida de una lagrima, 2015.


There are times, when you need to escape. 
All the feels are just too overwhelming, it seems there is no way to come up for air. 

Every word, spoken and unspoken is like an arrow and you’re the target. 
People say, “Why do you think so much?” 

I wonder, how to make it stop? 
And so I come out for fresh air, escape to another land, find myself in another room, a way out, a means. 
To let go. 

And to breathe a little lighter. 

Clear out the funk. 

Let go of the junk.