I have had a bad day.
Stomach sick.
Not reading the right
way to be.
Short.
Blunt.
Tired.
Disaffected.
So much done.
So little left.

A bad day.
But I am alive to
live more of these:
to feel truth and
connection but also
the pain of not
connecting at all.

I laugh.
Irony.
I thought I was doing
so well.

But this is the music
of life: swinging between
the major and the minor,
the good and the ill.

 

30/11/2022