Mannequin world.

We were real people in a mannequin world. If they cut us, we bled, if they bent us, we broke.

E.Y.

Shipwreck

The stage after desperation is calm.

You untie your knot, loosen and reef out your seams and surrender as if floating on water.

Reaching the point of calmness is the shipwreck after a terrible storm. You wake up on a stranded beach with evey inch bruised and no possessions but are consoled with the fact that you're still alive.

E.Y.

The Rabbit Hole

I found a place for myself in the rabbit hole.

Deep in the dirt there were no excuses, no explanations.No need to juggle with emotions. No muppets giving you advice on how to suceed in life, thinking they had figured you all out of a fifteen minute conversation.

Phone calls, sms, e-mails, notifications, like and unlikes; I had been surrounded by beeps and blinks wherever I turned my head. I wanted to shut it all out and dig myself more into the rabbit hole where it was safe for me to look ugly and be weird.

Ugly; that is what life had become. It collided with every move you tried to make. It collided with the simplest desires and drained you until the rabbit hole became a paradise.

E.Y