From what I remember, a coffin is a plush lined coffin. But
today it has dawned on me that challenge for challenge sake is not what counts.
Holding your breath is a challenge. Would you die if you
held out for too long?
How then, shall we discern challenging ones comfort zone
from inserting oneself into falsities that our rawness shan’t be part of?
Where is the line drawn?
Or is this how character is built?
Where does your energy go when you’ve left the shore?
The body has a language. Feelings are body speak, inviting
us to take a deeper look at the answer key to our souls, our lives, ourselves.
In this regard, an answer sheet that is not even a cheat.
Confounding as it is, to not
speak a language that is ours.
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