The Echogram

—I came home, Ambra. I'm exhausted, and I have to prepare for the trip on Friday.

—I understand, it could be another day. And don't forget that if you need to talk about something that's making you feel bad, I can be your confidant.

—Yes, I appreciate it. Have a nice night.

—Anyway, see you tomorrow.

I leave the device on the bed; then I sigh at the edge of the quilt. I take off my shoes, soon I go to the bathroom to shower. The next few days are crucial, yes Silvain must know it. Today at the meeting I felt lost, tired and I almost fell asleep, of course my boss noticed and I got a scolding.

Before going to the room, I see my nakedness there, in that mirror that screams the truth. I turn on my side and notice the pronunciation that I ignored, now that I give in with fear to reality, the state is tangible and my heartbeats skyrocket.

There is life within me, a reason grows, I am its refuge.

The more I touch the bulging area, the fears subside, an unknown sensation is born