Floating around the room, a sense of disconnect persists. Like a fly on the wall. You see everything and yet dont belong there. The body of a fly knows this really well.
Feels like I am floating happily un-belonged. There's a time in life when all 3 dimensions of your life become tired- Body, mind and soul. Tired of feeling unwanted and uncared for. Tired of the self-blaming cycle. Tired of being overtly harsh to self to be above water where judgments, views, opinions become recriminations at times.
Tired wondering when the next rain comes to nurture the drought infested soul. Tired of trying. Tired of fighting. Tired of being strong.
So tired that you are just happy in your skin- being disconnected and disjoint.
Converting unwelcome loneliness to welcome it's more favorable cousin- solitude.
Feels like I am floating happily un-belonged. There's a time in life when all 3 dimensions of your life become tired- Body, mind and soul. Tired of feeling unwanted and uncared for. Tired of the self-blaming cycle. Tired of being overtly harsh to self to be above water where judgments, views, opinions become recriminations at times.
Tired wondering when the next rain comes to nurture the drought infested soul. Tired of trying. Tired of fighting. Tired of being strong.
So tired that you are just happy in your skin- being disconnected and disjoint.
Converting unwelcome loneliness to welcome it's more favorable cousin- solitude.
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