Mornings With My Hyperflexed Body
The time between when my sleep has broken and I am awake is when I think deeply, the deepest I possibly can. It’s the time where my state of mind gives me answers and hope; strategic hope. My body however follows slowly.
I stretch and awaken the rest of me to prepare for the day that is about to unfold. My mind, body and soul have a chat, a check in with one another to see how we are today. Who is feeling what. My body, my hyperflexed body, one that’s always bent stretches itself to its extents. I look in the mirror and see the legs that somehow still look bent even though they are straight. I get sent right back to college where my dance teacher would yell at me and say “straighten your legs Himi!” and I would think to myself “but they ARE straight”.
It’s been a long road since then and I know now that some bodies bend more than they should. Perhaps it’s our personality that transpires into our bodies. Tightening our joints to avoid reaching further (than their boundaries) or else we “might hurt ourselves”. Or maybe it’s simply that I’m special. That straight just doesn’t sit well with my body, my ways, my life, my thoughts; they’re all a little bent, much like my knees, much like these lines and I’m okay with that. A dancer with bent knees and these are my mornings with my hyperflexed body.
⁃ Himi
20.04.21 | 10:49pm
20.04.21 | 10:49pm
