In the arms of another day

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What is this incessant need to be tied down, to be worn out? To let emotions triumph over rationality, to drop everything you believe in and race into a smog of uncertainty? To feel completely asphyxiated and be not only okay, but thankful, when you emerge?

Do you want to break out of this callousness so much, even if the only way to feel is to hurt?