Aperture lets the light in...

Certainly something had happened to me during the night. Or after months of tension I had arrived at the edge of some precipice and now I was falling, as in a dream, slowly. Even as I continued to hold my heart and try to calm its beating, even as I stood tall, trying to catch my breath, even as I felt myself solidly contained by the expectant looks of those who love me. It was the fault of the circumstances that had been inflicted on us in recent months. But enough, I had to tear the pain from memory, I had to sandpaper away the scratches that were damaging my brain. Enough.