Didn’t even get to swim a lick. But I did get my feet wet
A wasp tried to get my overpriced turkey leg so I said buzz off
Learning not to hate the imperfections within yourself so you can help them become better…
At least wear a mask or something
Balancing one set of spinning plates on top of another, more precarious, set of plates.
Wanting to be better at night so my wife can sleep!
Like a runny faucet this one
Call me the cleanup guy
Overlooking a man made creek where the cold silences the smell
Growing up and growing strong. Can’t help but feel those happy tears in my soul
Reminding myself to breathe through the pain so as not to pass it on to my loved ones
Recognizing the pattern is the first step
Anger derived from fear does not detract that it is still anger
No spiders in sight but lots of webs
No frozen yogurt, a day on the ranch, and then an evening of capital-based anxiety
Square ones exist for me to sit upon
How can I fight for myself when you won’t even give me time to swing?
Funny how my anger is never about what I’m busy being angry with
Thinking about how I’m lucky enough not to be as sad as I was, but present enough to know I’m still sad
I think I was not sober when I wrote this