Slow.

I still feel like I did yesterday,

and the day before,

and years before that.

I’ve been searching for all these things,

all this time,

looking for tangibles and feelings that

I really, really am hoping exist.

But this place, it can make you so many things —

So happy, so tired, so low, and confined…

It’s the balance we seek and the tedium we find

Defined as

“why not”, where not, no;

We run to relieve, and relieve to

let go

Slow.

Slow.

Slow.