“All I wanted was to live a life where I could be me, and be okay with that. I had no need for material possessions, money or even close friends with me on my journey. I never understood people very well anyway, and they never seemed to understand me very well either. All I wanted was my art and the chance to be the creator of my own world, my own reality. I wanted the open road and new beginnings every day.” ― Charlotte Eriksson
You were like coming up for fresh air after swimming too deep into the ocean. Your mind fogs over and you forget how to breathe. You forget how to let go. I held on tightly. Too tightly. To things I never understood. Until you.