I wipe a little under my feet. It’s GLASS! So, I jump up, smash through the layer

I love discovering something about myself that’s new. Constant deconstruction/reconstruction. It’s like just when I reach the bottom level of “who I am”, I wipe a little under my feet. It’s GLASS! So, I jump up, smash through the layer and go down into the unseen cobwebbed room below it, trying to not cut myself along the way.

I love it.

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