You know how some times you find things in perfect order? Those moments where you feel things are going more or less your way and shit is getting done, you’re happy!
I’d like to discuss, the opposite actually, what happens whenever we realize how unhappy we are. When it becomes unbearably painful to realize how many absolute decisions you have wasted for a strange and appealing status quo you now wish never was. That overwhelming sensation of a constant lack of breath, as if the air around you was slowly being sucked out, even for few seconds.
The despair before.
Something happens there, something in our heads click, just goes off, which pushes back up again. Back to work, living, dating, gaming and any other -ing you can think of.
It tickles the top of your brain, as if electric shockwaves were placed there to predict an incredibly brilliant moment is right ahead, waiting.
I feel tingly, something’s up.
I’m back.