The intangible

It intrigues me how something intangible can cause a visceral feeling that manifests as something almost physical.

Heartache, for example, is sometimes a sudden sting in your chest’s core that radiates out towards your limbs.

Your breathing pattern changes.

You lose your appetite.

The corners of your lips drop.

Your body feels like it’s failing on you.

Sometimes you lie in bed motionless as time goes by.

Then there’s the pure ecstasy you feel when you’re an adult and you get to be a young girl with your friends again.

The giggling while your feet kick at the dinner table.

The constant jumping around between conversation topics because there’s so much you need to catch up on.

The girls might interrupt each other to side track, but it’s ok because that’s a love language between you all.

The wide smiles as you wave goodbye and say “text me when you’re home.”

It feels like a warm blanket hugging your body when your bare arms have goosebumps from the breeze.

This comfort truly heals the soul.

The physicality of emotions is so fascinating.