Breathe

Today I feel like I can’t breathe. “I was in a complete fascination”* these past few days, and probably I still am. Later this morning I felt dizzy, as if the coming of my dreams was no longer a vague vision. I can see them transforming, condensing in physical shape. A strong emotion has burst in my veins and is making my heart ache and pound, my head is light and my breath is soft, short. I have a sensation as if I* could lift in the air without thinking.

*I am quoting Keats’ letters.