“The clouds pushed down with an invisible weight that kept the claustrophobia from easing” (354).
Ever feel like the weight of the world is on your shoulders? It can happen. Pressure just keeps building up and you can’t seem to let it ease off. You feel so inferior and everything is collapsing down on you simultaneously. The clouds above in the sky usually are your escape, but not this time. Everything is turning against you and you keep getting smaller and forgotten as a person. So you decide to roll up into a tiny ball. Grasping your arms around your legs for the little comfort it can offer. You listen to your breathing to make sure you keep using your lungs. To make sure you are still there. You command yourself to stay aware and suck in the oxygen in and slowly let it release. Your tight grip makes your fingers go numb and suddenly you feel a sharp pain in your stomach. It aches and you start to mourn for it to stop. At least go numb again. Hiding like it previously was before you noticed it. You long for a loved one to come and comfort you with all of your troubles, but would feel too guilty to let them take care of you. You wish you could disappear, so no one would have to deal with you and your unresolved issues. The pressure is too much and it gets to your head. You feel light headed and that’s when the savior appears. Out of nowhere you are relieved. The pain evaporates with the clouds in the sky. Ever feel this way?
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