the persistent prickling against my skin from that damn tag i thought i'd completely removed. it's a phantom sensation, a ghost of an irritation, but it's there. always there. and sometimes it's not a ghost. sometimes it's just... the tiny, insignificant pieces of fucking BULLSHIT that refuse to release. after all this clearing, all this letting go, after trying to create space, there's always some stubborn little detail that just CLINGS. and i'm just so tired of having to flick it off. again.