Stop. Feel. Moving on.

It's scary. Stopping what you're doing, like really really hit pause on the rest of your life. Close your eyes and drown everything on the outside out. Then be receptive of what's on the inside. Really open up to your own feelings. They're shapeless thoughts, but they wash over you with so much strength. I was expecting to have to conjure things, or to steer thoughts in a certain direction, but no. They are like the ocean smashing against my cliff wall. Nothing sharp about them, very vague and ominous, and they just repeat and repeat. I should really do this more often, as I think it might help to feel all the things, instead of just letting it steep.