Storm inside and outside

From the terrace I study the impressive spectacle. The sky lights up and darkens again. It reminds me of our phone call. And how she is literally overwhelmed. How her voice breaks under the pressure. Like lightning, thoughts flash back and forth. Obligations, work, relationships, the desire not to lose herself.

A long yellow thread cuts horizontally through the air. Apparently a bit closer than I thought, because the accompanying thunder rumbles, and makes me take a step back. The rain that falls in the meantime spreads a wonderful air of green and fresh and promises new oxygen. New oxygen that makes space in the head, and that feeds her love. Because that is her real driving force <3

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