Where did that phrase come from?
Let it go.
Only go and don't laugh about it.
It's not a joke.
It's the ice-cream melting, it's the summer sun, it's the swimming that makes you high. is it?
It's the work of putting words on the paper, making a dance, playing a song.
It's the work of putting myself out there, though I'm not there yet.
No, I'm still here, I'm in my bubble waiting for something and when will it come?