Knots
I’ve always drawn knots. When my heart races and my stomach turns for no reason, they are how I relay that feeling. Looking at them brings my heart rate down, but reminds me that they’re still inside of me. This time tangled, but not empty.
I’ve always drawn knots. When my heart races and my stomach turns for no reason, they are how I relay that feeling. Looking at them brings my heart rate down, but reminds me that they’re still inside of me. This time tangled, but not empty.