I still feel the chains pulling in this house. Scared of being wrong. Scared of looking a fool. Hiding. Living behind chains, locks & closed doors. The grass is bathing in sunlight. The breeze has come to say hello. The blue sky’s hanging around. I sit and join them. Peaceful Sunday morning despite this fly buzzing around. Afraid to go back inside. I want to bring this free spirit with me. I want to bring this moment with me. Replace the cold floors. Replace the blank walls. Replace the covers spread by one person not thinking if we want the same. Remove the suffocating force of living this limited way.