Communication, is the most imperative thing for me; to understand and be understood. Communication barriers, prevent me no longer; I wish to overcome and connect with all kinds of life, languages, and interactions. Sometimes though, its a struggle to be understood by another when you can’t even explain things properly, quite clearly. It seems to me that I overemphasize unimportant things, and casually brush over whats most precious to me. I just fear if I share the jewels that are my eyes’ secrets, the most prolific and majestic memories and stories of mine; I might lose my own soul or spirit. Like I could disappear and someone else could become me with complete ease, because I kept nothing, or left nothing for my own self to bare.
