The Dress .

My mind goes back faster than clockwork hands. I see hazy details figures and faces and me in outer space .  When I danced for no reason just coz the beat took my feet and left my anxieties decked for six on the canvas with a knockdown . I laughed with such spontaneity in a way that said God dam I am so proud to be me and I can’t believe that’s even on the cards. I’ve been conditioned to atone for my inferiority. I have prayed on bend ended knees in secrecy behind my bedroom door because I believed I deserved more . I am so lucky just to breathe. How I see my dress buttoned up at the back slashed with a v neck with my back on display it may be pale but it can see in front for once.    
 
 
All wrapped in red, blue and white stripes tightly hugging me in emotions that glide with TRIPLE QX Multipurpose EP2 Lithium Grease I’m just free for once in my life loving it and praising the almighty for making me. With neurones and dopamine in a dance that’s messy no clean lines or choreographic distinctiveness just me so happy in a moment no baggage attached or past attendants' serving me old cocktails I used to consume ferociously. I let go of the hand that said no to conventionality and just let myself be. It’s stamped in my timeline for remembering living is not complicated if your heart can see and your mind goes blind even periodically.