I need to change my life. The pressure. The pressure grew under my skin and got to me today. It crawled through my blood and agitated everything inside of me. It grew and grew and grew until I sat there on my kitchen floor with my hands in my face wondering what the hell to do. That lion… Hunting in the night… I couldn’t understand the pressure. I didn’t now why it was coming up to the surface. Why in the world do I feel like I’m being split apart. Maybe I’m being broken open… More and more as the days go on. The pressure from within is breaking me open in many ways right now. It’s infuriating, exhausting, painful…and yet there’s that whispering voice…