When the doors close in you feel trapped, unable to breathe. The most spacious place in the world, yet your heart is being crushed. The taste of salt streams down your face insistently, unwittingly, fittingly. Tears! Tears. Strange how they can embody happiness yet represent heartache and turmoil. Desperation.
To be free without constraints. Who are you? Who am i? Who are they? To break free? To be the causation of shattered expectations and disappointment.