Her World

She clears her bedroom floor, fills her lungs with a deep breath, and lets go. She turns the music up, almost too loud to hear her own thoughts. And that is kind of the point.

She begins to move her body to the soft piano and smooth strings. Each note takes her to a new place. She leaves this world for a moment and feels completely free. It is a feeling that is unlike any other. It is her favorite feeling. There is no one there to watch, just the pale eggshell-colored walls. Her mind is cleared and her eyes are opened to a different understanding. As each muscle is stretched, each toe and finger extended, the tension is nowhere to be found. So many emotions float through the air. This world is her favorite place to reside.