You know that feeling the back of that throat?
The choking dread, the undigestible agony that wants to come out,
As a scream,
As a moan,
As a tear.
That feeling moves on you like a predator.
Its prey - your heart.
Like a violin string playing a high note - it pinches.
It reminds you that you are nothing but a HUMAN.
Easily breakable human.
You are no clad iron, you are no moral compass, you are no perfectionism.
You are simple in your humanity.
Some people are lions, or lambs or foxes. But you?
You are a human.
JUST a human.
A magical, feeling, full HUMAN,
And that feeling the back of your throat?
That feeling is temporary.
That feeling will pass.
That feeling is already... gone.
In April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling.
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