life felt safe
enjoying a cup of coffee before work
life felt warm
work
life felt chaotic
the train ride home
the feeling of the day's wear and tear along my bones
cleaning the apartment a little
life felt cold
talking to you before sleep
safe. warm. happy.
as i drink my cold coffee and reflect on the day that is now the past. i didn't accomplish too much. but, enough. each day is spectacular without actually being spectacular. each day i am one step closer to becoming. becoming whole.
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