shell

tanguera: "i feel it. you are much stronger than a few months ago, when i drove you to the hospital."

me: ":-)"

tanguera: "i can feel your energy now. back then, you felt like a shell, as if you were afraid to be in your body."

me: "yes."

(a few days later)

tanguero: "physically, you are clearly in recovery, but i sense that your mind is not quite... it's still scattered."

me: "well, i can do something about my body... as to my mind, that's hard."

- - -

the scars are both visible and invisible. it will take time, i guess.