When I think about my truly ideal life at the moment, my mind wanders to a perfectly chill day, not much responsibility, lots of beach time and tons of sun bathing. It’s the kind of life where I get to read poetry in the park, I feel like all natural art, the vibe is mad laid back, warm weather and no running it is all easy, all light even the fabrics are loose, right? It’s full of music and I belong.
How do I go from this to that?
How do I become her?
…and where would you fit?
I’ve watched you try on my horns and the opposite side of the coin flipped is you to me.
We both want the biggest bang from the biggest buck in the business of bucking.
Careful with us.
I wish that I had something eloquent to say
about revisiting chaos but I don’t.
I just want to feel how I feel from your point of you- I meant view…
I’m tripping…
Dear Me,
Who will read this at some point soon having forgotten the sentiment shared here, hey girl, look at you, you made it this far- intact and all around glorious.
You are awesome and fulfilled and safe and inspirational. You are a leader naturally, quick witted, deep and charismatic and if they get the lighting is just right- beautiful.
Love me fully.
It’s your job which should be easy-we’re a delight.
It’s how I get from here to there.
It’s how I stop worrying about if there is a “you” who cares.
…Time to get to it.


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