Time Off
Relaxation
irritation
beauty
and chaos.
Flawed peace.
Judgements
and guilt
justifications
for balance.
Choose to bask
instead of batter.
Taking time off is always hard for me, and it is no different this time. I feel like I struggle with guild, and I feel guilty saying it, but L and Z are getting on my nerves which is not helping my relaxation level at all. The fact is tho? They’re not judging me. I’m the one that’s judging me… and I need to stop.
Hope
Knots
beginning to loosen
and light
filters in.
A breath pulled
and
the expansion happens
tightness gone
constriction eases.
Tender but protected
scabs
replace raw wounds.
I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. The subdrop is beginning to ease. Still here… but with an end in sight.
The Spill
Here
There
and everhwyere
moving at
the speed of light
while in a dizzying
hamster wheel
a splatter
a spash
lets not
get in a crash.
Too many hours without sleep… too many miles to drive. Even after I finally made it home, I still felt like a crazy mess splattered all over the wall. Sleep is not overrated… ever.
Fuzzy
Silky soft
and welcoming
slippery and cool
it sits
ready and waiting
to welcome me in
with open arms
and softness.
Nuzzle in…
bliss awaits.
I miss my pillow. With the subdrop and lack of sleep, I really don’t want to pull an all-nighter tonight, but there’s no other way to get everything done in time to ship orders out tomorrow. I’ve felt like I’m moving at a snails pace all day long, and all I really want is my beautiful satin encased pillow to welcome me in.
Tangled
Sharp
jagged teeth
and a stinging bite
Lots of knots
snarled green
don’t get too close
or you’ll pay the price
watch your step
I’m feeling mean.
Subdrop sucks. Just sayin’.
Disorientation
From darkness
into darkness
open sky
to closed in walls
light reflects
everywhere
no longer
rain splashed pavement
but reflective tiles
and spots of light
contrasting with
shadows.
Sometimes a light drown feels like this. You go from trust and beautiful flashing lights, open sky and safety to a narrow spot where everything is too much too fast too soon all at once and overwhelming. The disorientation doesn’t last… but the feeling of vulnerability it creates lingers on.
Twisting the Leaf 