looking back,
I'm proud of how far I've come. I can see that I stumbled a lot. my heart and my records feel covered with scrapes, but I'm living, I've lived. bleh - Atlas
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the world closes its eyes.
sighs. I guess it's okay if things are quiet for a little while. idk man I'm just typing words - Atlas there's so much to do,
always, all the time, today more than most, though. bleh - Atlas leftover shards of terror prickle
at the bottom of my lungs I think some air is escaping, I can’t quite seem to get enough I feel like I should qualify that this wasn't a panic attack (which is what I would associate with "can't seem to get enough"? It's more like the inability to take a deep sigh that's actually satisfying and relaxing) - Atlas the rain is
so calm, so quiet. the past washes away like headlights in my rearview mirror. ho hum - Atlas the tea kettle screams and
I lift the lid. we are still on the fire, yes, but nothing is exploding yet. ho humm - Atlas I don't know quite what it was
some turn of phrase you said but all at once I found myself standing in that place where I stood all those years ago but here's the thing: I blink and all those spectres fade away I don't forget, of course but the past is not the present idk man - Atlas I am grateful
for the world, grateful for all of it. the grass, the trees, the sky. you. always, always you. ho hum - Atlas leaves fall from the sky like
little dancers, tumbling. the sky blushes and quickly tucks her pinks away behind gray feathered clouds. changing, changing, always changing. I've known these roads all my life but they are different, now. hm - Atlas dark weighted curtains
fall over my vision. I am ready now, I think bleh - Atlas |
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