I feel them throb on occasion. Not really painful. But, I know there their.
Most times I can ignore them. Other times they seem to reopen. A wound that just keeps bleeding for a long time and I'm dragging myself forward with one hand holding it closed. While the other reaches in front of me grasps and drags me forward. This doesn't happen as much as it used too. And I know why. I'm stronger then I was. But, I do wonder what it is. All I feel during this is a feeling of pushing forward. Like, yeah we've been hurt and battered. But, keep going. Your going to see something beautiful and there will find people to help you.
Just thought I'd toss this out there. It's an old issue I'm curious about.
Most times I can ignore them. Other times they seem to reopen. A wound that just keeps bleeding for a long time and I'm dragging myself forward with one hand holding it closed. While the other reaches in front of me grasps and drags me forward. This doesn't happen as much as it used too. And I know why. I'm stronger then I was. But, I do wonder what it is. All I feel during this is a feeling of pushing forward. Like, yeah we've been hurt and battered. But, keep going. Your going to see something beautiful and there will find people to help you.
Just thought I'd toss this out there. It's an old issue I'm curious about.