Leave me something to breathe

my body feels so much calmer when im reading. almost like my autonomous nervous system goes into parasympathetic mode and the liquid inbetween my cells isnt jumping around my endocrine system isnt releasing stress hormones my dopamine is liberated organically and i am forming coherent more than 0,00005 millisecond thoughts in my head and i get a perspective different from my own (thank god). i love hearing the cars drive through the highway and the sound of the wind and seeing the sky color change from blue to almost black while i am still on the sofa glued to my book and i dont think of myself poorly

erode me

carve rough valleys into my form with the flow of water and air. it’s no problem. i love it