Sunday, 19 April 2009

Shedding Your Skin

Some days demand retreat, they scream go back inside, close the door and turn out the light. Cover your head with a blanket, curl up in a ball, dark, silent, nothing but the sound of your breath, in and out, in and out. Block out marauding thought. Wait patiently until your skin grows back.

"Solitude is the place of purification" -Martin Buber

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