EP.2 Super Sensual

Welcome to Umy’s super sensual world. Here, I am going to take adventures beyond what I’ve come to, I’ve seen and I’ve played.

Ready? Here we go!

Listen: I have superpower, I can read hearts in words, I know what people are thinking…yo!

“Monster!”

I am a person without ____.
Oh, that symbol is the "underline".

Mindful is my only trait: I love to consider. Consider things, consider people, consider myself. From time to time, I am transparent, not unseen but gentle. That’s why, I notice the nonsense between my words and behaviors. I find out the paradox of my responses and feelings. 

I see my facade. It is so strong.
But my core, my core is weak.

It doesn’t hurt.

My left cheek is red and swollen. The shapes of my eyes are different, I can only open the left one. I can't raise my left arm. Crushed stones plunge into my back. The glass thorn into my finger joints. A blade is running across my body, my blood is flowing harshly. My right thigh is bruised, I am walking lamely. 

I can't move my right foot. Is it a cramp in my leg? Or am I just being numb? 

I can't tell.

„If I don't mention my cares, I can bring no worries from anyone.“

It is not sickness, nor is it a sacrifice, it’s just me being "selfless“. I have this „un-sense of self-being„ that exceeds my own body and feels. So I am strongly willing to take no notice of my feelings, making myself considerate, and easy-going.

So what? My horror shows up. The origin want of myself, of „being myself“ hits me badly: I forget who I am. „What happened to me? What am I thinking? How am I feeling?“

I don’t know.

How am I going? Is my matter solved? Am I feeling better? Is my wound recovered? Am I still pretending to be thoughtfully „perfect“, and turn away shedding tears? I bring a lot of worries, to myself.

Hello! Where’s here?
I can’t see anything …?!!
Pull me up!

No, I am not falling.
I never fell in any hole.
It's not like that.

I never forget who I am.
I know exactly who I am.
I always know who I am.

Can’t I present who I am? Do I dare not to? Oops, I just forgot to show it.

Why do I hide myself? 
I'm afraid. I think my true self is bad, bad, bad.

What am I afraid of? 
Being surprisingly a different person that even myself, me, I have to introduce mine-self to myself.

What a complex word pun, so confusing. Take it easy.

I am just being expressive. Expressive? Does it mean that I have extreme senses to things?

Yes, this is me, a person having super sensual feelings, being able to switch between two extremely distinct emotions: sobbing and laughing, but speaking in a fairly normal way.

How did I make it?
Don’t make it up.
Do check it out.

Check out my traits, 
Weight my strengths, and 

Challenge all my limits.

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