Such is life...unload, reload, repeat.
Tonight though the desire to slow came without warning, as I stood hunched over stainless steel filled with dirty. I made room, filled the sink and soaked my hands in the water. Sitting at the well of suds I ponder what I see in the window in front of me.
Maybe it is just busyness and fatigue. Feels like more. Longer I gaze through glass into night. I keep saying what it missing. Feeling the flaws. I have time to really think it all...the big, the little, the not important at all.
unload. reload. repeat. over and over. but never enough.
One thing to the next...drive-thru diet coke, drive-thru hello, goodbyes, drive-thru prayers.
Everything can be done so fast now; on my computer, my phone...I don't have to stop and soak it in.
Need to soak it in...stillness
I crave something to calm the feelings...the day, the dreams, my words, my spirit...broken.
I try to steady it all with quick fixes...still thirsty...so thirsty.
I stared long and hard at the me longing for a quench like no other.
I place my tightly folded hands back in the water...living water...dreamily and I savor it.
"You are Enough"
I scarce can take it in.
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