My deadlines are done for today/my mind unwinds the thread of the storyline/my muscles unclench from the need to help my brain find the right words/how to ease into quiet time after the noise?

I hold myself so tight/it’s only in the release that I see my stance/I push articles up and out from within the storm of my analytical maze/then I wonder why one small puddle of misplaced water sends me cascading into fury.

Unleash/unwind/unclench/unhold/& ease into open space

The day is grey/all grey/a blank slate for my now free mind/free for hours.


She said, “I recommend you practice taking care of no one.”

No one but myself to care for for HOURS. I’m walking into that sweet relief. Hello, myself, hello.

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