all I know is that I feel a pressure, the well of self expression is beyond full, if I do not let my hands pour the water forth, I become waterlogged and heavy. If I do not pour it out, pour my heart out, the life blood that needs to be bled out in order to attain health, if it remains in me, then, somehow, all is empty. Yes, if I let the water remain, if I keep it inside, then somehow I am empty; and yet, when I let it be released, then and only then do I feel full, when I pour myself out to the world.