Spring Cleaning (albeit a might early)

It amazes me still... how easy it is for me to set myself aside. I marvel at my ability to sit tucked in a corner with my arms around my knees waiting for the "responsible me" to look away from the demands of everyday living long enough to realize I need some attention.

Is it patience... or depression?

Is it being an accountable grownup... or simply avoiding how I really feel? All I can say definitively is that my poetry has suffered and that needs to end.

I've changed the blog's theme to a clean green and removed a small bit of clutter. Taking a breath, I unwrap my arms from around my legs and stand up. I freely admit I'm a bit shaky but I have managed to take a step out from the corner... only time will tell if I'm able to walk to the center of the room.

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