The day is heavy

I wake up tired, I tell X, the day is heavy, I’m too much myself. Everything returns me to myself. I need to escape, I say, why won’t you let me escape? I’ve tried it all, I say, you know that as well as I do, and I just get more weighed down in myself, by myself. Or is it you, I say, are you weighing me down? Get away, I say, I don’t need an anchor, I told you all I need is to escape. I need wind and waves, I say, maybe I should move to the coast and take up sailing.

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