Get out of my head

Raw images burned

Try to focus on myself

They keep coming back

Breathe

You do know the truth

This doesn’t have to matter

Heart needs convincing

Surprising News

a quick, tight, inhale

mind goes blank, pulse increases

Quick! Decide, Feelings

“blah blah blah”

Sometimes it matters

Everyone has reactions

Xenogamy’s tough

Reincarnation?

What if we are wrong?

It’s all just a guessing game

Forever’s not real

Trust the Process

What is Balance like?

Teeter Totter up and down

Finding my middle

Friends

“I’m sick.”

“I’ll be there”

Bottles of wine and chocolate

No words, just presence

Changes

moss, deep lake, chartreuse

Rainbows and hues of stained glass

Welcome Home Summer

Find the Good

Trust is a dark cave

Perspective is Everything

Where’s the white hot light?