my jaw is fiddly aching , I just noticed my teeth have been clenched all day
Unusually cool for a hot August night, here I sit, process after process
Under a big white moon, a blanket of stars above and a creamy cotton one around.
I'm up too late, but I'll do it, like every day going through the motions but more plugged in...in to my own chosen garden variety diurnal ceremonies
Practice makes good and I got this down great
Sometimes though, Old slips back in, bringing Reminiscence with, bustling through the barely cracked window I thought I'd closed to opportunistic assholes such as these
Push it out, push it down, "You've done it before, now do it again"
I'm breathing, steady now, I got this
Sometimes it's all I can remember how to do
Daily, I am taken back by how much time has past,
how contentment is a bigger part of my story now than before,
how much is changing.
Weekly I still wonder,
Monthly, I take new strength in how sure of my path, my decision and my future I was...still am.
I built this room made of stars, trees, beating hearts and I'll continue to sit in it, process after process, breath after ever constant, content breath.
This is the life I chose for myself. I'm cool with it, good with it, pleased, even...
In case you ever wondered.
=Rikki Lee
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