Kiss It

Paralysis is not always about the body - sometimes it is about the heart, which is stuck between the fear of the unknown and the thirst for simple human warmth. Here, anxiety coexists with a naive belief that a kiss can mend any cracks, like a child's grazed knee.

The music sounds like a request, repeated obsessively: make it so it doesn't hurt so much, make it so I can breathe. And in this mantra, what you hear is not weakness, but sincerity - because admitting that you need someone by your side is much harder than hiding behind a mask of strength.