Have you ever read the yellow wallpaper? If you haven’t I definitely recommend it. It’s about a woman who is mentally ill and
her husband (who is a physician) thinks he can cure her by isolating her with
only her thoughts and this ugly yellow wall paper. The isolation slowly drives her insane and
she believes there is a woman in the wall paper and in the end she becomes the
woman in the wallpaper.
I think that’s like me.
This town is my yellow wallpaper and I’m trapped in it. People think I’ll get over it. But I’m like the wind in a box. I have to move. I have to feel. I have to feel everything. I want to climb mountains in Switzerland and
drive across every state in America. I
want to write a book about the wind as a human.
Like a spirit trapped in a body.
Like something unattainable made attainable.
The wind and me are connected. I remember when I was little and I would
think about running away and the wind would blow back to home almost telling me
not to. It always points me in the right
direction and I think it’s almost time for me to finally leave and be free like
the wind.
With much
Love,
Lil Red
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