We are not our thoughts, for we would cease to exist if we stopped thinking. A thought occurs, unpredictable, as it always has been and for the rest of our lives will be.
We are not our body, for when we touch or see something, we ourselves are not that thing. We drive this vessel but are not the vessel.
We are everything in between. We are the space between the thoughts and the space between the letters that make up those words. We are the space between the space.
Hence why, if you gave me space, I would be more than grateful.
I will dive into it and soar.
-Hanna Guzman (2020)
