I am making micro-tears in my perfect universe.
Micro-tears in my muscles. That's strength.
Micro-tears in my comfort bubble. That's growth.
Micro-tears in the fabric of how I live, so carefully woven and cut and sewn just right. Micro-tears that give me a little more freedom, a little more move, a little more space to breathe deep and new.
I am making micro-tears in what came before, to make room for what is coming next.