The windows of our heart

[t3ckn0_fr34k]

Our heart is like a stuffy room. We fill it with so many worldly treasures and our own desires... constantly moving in our own ways. There is no circulation. Our selfish movements make the air thick, and hard to breathe. We reach for a window- hoping for just a slight breeze to relieve the stuffiness we get from leaning on our own understanding (

Comments

[_kimiko_]

hey! very nice analogy, and the stuffiness you're describing really resonates with me. hope you're doing well :)