week 8. a busy week. overwhelmed, tired, but content. my body is speaking louder than any words I could ever speak, I could ever write. my body is speaking so loud. i want to sit in the forest and listen. I want to sit in the sun and listen. I’m going and going and going, but I need to listen. I don’t want to need, but I need what I need and not what I want..
19 February 2024
Feeling really good this morning. Feeling more deeply myself, The caffeine is hitting already. There is sunlight. It’s one of those days where I can get everything done. I am open to new possibilities, a new perspective. I am open to being seen. I am curious about what the day will bring.
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20 February 2024
Love is a crazy thing, isn’t it. My skin yearn for it, In a dream I held onto a lover’s leg like a child, a lover that didn’t love me back. Some people are so good at love, at finding people to love with. I don’t think I’m great at being a lover because I’m good at hiding. I think I was once good at loving, but then I got hurt.
I don’t want to be afraid anymore. I want to be soft again. Can I be soft all the time? I want the hard shell to melt away. I’m tired of being hard, of holding on. I want to be soft. I want to melt others.
MELT
MELT
MELT
I want to melt.
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