Nothing to force Move with tundra temper There’s already the shape From that and your chair take There is on Road, no maze
Tag: mediation
Still feeling off and trying to right my attitude and sight, emotions, all of it… so, I tell myself to follow my own advice and decide to STOP.
Stop pushing. Stop narrating the bad. Stop acting like the entire universe has conspired to make today feel crooked and sharp, rusted. Just. Fucking. STOP. ….. I sit down with the journal, the same one that has heard all my declarations and equally dramatic complaints. It doesn’t judge. Paper never does. It waits, patient as…