It's Friday

Good day off yesterday. I think a lot of things were put on the table and addressed and processed. Doesn't mean I have to like everything, but it's good to take stock of your situation every once in a while. You can't always be forging ahead, oblivious to what's around you.

I'm sitting with my back to the couch, listening to Tegan and Sara and eating the last of my cheez-it's. I'll have to remember to get some more when I go to the store today. I'm definitely going through a phase. I have the weirdest cravings sometimes. At least it's not pepperocins and milk this time.

Question the resolution of ribs

to keep such a beating creature at bay

Muscles quiver, ready to run

Thoughts and confusions, curiosity

keep feet rooted, begging to stay

planted in unfamiliar soil

A tortuous cleansing of cluttered spaces

Organized voids open to collect dust

from the tumultuous whirlwind

of constant searching and hiding

A game to be played, we must

break the rules along with the board