a craving.

I feel trapped.

Physically. Emotionally. Spiritually. I feel trapped between daily interactions and reactions. On fight and flight, with a craving to be out of sight. For a little while at least. With no major decision or change. It is all conditional. The love, the want, the need. Some bits feel good, but is good what we should be looking for? Shouldn't it be thrilling? Delicious maybe? Exhilarating?

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