Unfinished...

This is what I was working on yesterday afternoon.

when the sky looked beautiful out my windows.

I wasn't feeling well, but this made me happy.

And this is where I struggle with what to write.

I don't want to sound mellow-dramatic,

but if this helps someone out there who is sensitive and allergic,

perhaps a loved one, that will be a good thing.

For those of who know me here, you know I haven't felt well

in quite a while. Breathing has been difficult

and by the time I found this little scrap, "inhale. exhale.", I was marveling

at how I found the perfect detail to add to my journal spread.

inhale. exhale.

Sounds so easy, but was growing so hard all of a sudden.

I glued it on...then felt all of my faculties leaving...

tissue paper body... 

...my lungs didn't work like I wanted,

scuba tanks by mistake filled with water, rather than air. 

My fingers turning purple.

my eyes...

twitching in my shoulders...

I was going unconscious.

epi-pen shot into thigh.

911.

sirens.

a mask filled with oxygen.

Anaphyllacix.

Antibiotics turned enemy.

If you have a sensitive loved one,

ask them if their epi-pen is current.

Mine expired, (from a mango allergy)

but it worked.

Breathe.

unfinished...

~k