I want to dance and lose myself in the music again, no matter where I am, not caring if I am the most spastic person in the room. I want to sing at the top of my lungs and feel that energy ring through me.
I want to feel the wind in my hair and the sun on my face and the sand between my toes. I want to feel the sweat pouring down my forehead and dance in the sun dappled glades of the forest.
I want to believe that my existence matters, and that people matter.
I want to be that roaring river, the raging tiger.
I need to feel alive again.
Z xx
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