There was a day that came in which the weight of her mind could no longer sustain. Like water balloons about to pop; heavy dew looming in summer air, like buckets before the storm; bubbles left begging to burst.
And when the floodgates of her brain finally opened, she felt so much lighter. Like she was floating through the next door of life, leaving her baggage behind like a tattered old suitcase, entering new territory with only the compass of her own two feet to guide her.
This part of her journey – this new room, with its bare walls and unknown tomorrows – this was the chapter called “Clarity”, when she finally realized life was far too short to worry what anyone else thought. With this newfound knowledge came the feeling of flying, and she was smiling ear to ear as her soul grew new wings.