Much the way that a cutter would describe a feeling of comfort and relief while indulging in their taboo ritual, I would describe a similar feeling when referencing my indulgent fantasies of a simplistic life and state of mind.
Bend anything too far and the weight of that pressure is sure to cause a snap for relief. There’s something about the idea that at any moment an object under great pressure could snap which intrigues me as I continue to push the limits of pressure out of my own shear curiosity and will.
“When we long for life without difficulties, remind us that oaks grow strong in contrary winds and diamonds are made under pressure”.~Peter Marshall
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