Picking Up The Pieces
The other night as I moved an entertainment center I broke 3-4 treasures.
I cried for a few moments over them, then realized I would have to pick up the pieces again.
Its the same way with my life I cried the day I watched the door shut with
me left to myself and so now as it is I am picking up the pieces and moving on to find the real me back inside myself that got hidden so very long ago. I am even seeing glimpses of that person as I write this and have written in the past three days.
I am trying to take time for me and even that is a big chore these days.
Hopefully write more later today.
I cried for a few moments over them, then realized I would have to pick up the pieces again.
Its the same way with my life I cried the day I watched the door shut with
me left to myself and so now as it is I am picking up the pieces and moving on to find the real me back inside myself that got hidden so very long ago. I am even seeing glimpses of that person as I write this and have written in the past three days.
I am trying to take time for me and even that is a big chore these days.
Hopefully write more later today.
posted by jdsober at 5:37 AM
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