December 11th

What are you running from? Is it yourself? Is there a part of you that you're afraid of? Maybe it's your heart, or your mind.

You're afraid of feeling.

You're afraid of thinking.

Open your eyes, Jimin, look at me. What do you see?

"I see the sun..."

The sun?

"Yes..."

Why the sun?

"It's in your hair..."

No its it's not. Look again.

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