elevator music is little consolation, mindless games on my smartphone, a favorite song, full blast, channel surfing, tik tok scrolling, chocolate, hot tea, happy thoughts, positive thinking is futile, powerless when the unknown looms just beyond my reach, and the answers I seek demand patience that is wearing thin… thinner still, the veil, drifting into view brushing my shoulders, caressing me in the excruciating silence of waiting waiting is a merciless exercise where I find myself counting each breath, inhaling deeply, filling to the brim, exhaling slowly, settling into my skin, to think I try to find solace in these things, to muster silly defenses against the terribleness of unknowing when all I really need is to feel, to experience the moment, the now to hear the rain dancing on the roof to realize it’s enough and all I need to know
So it is easier for you to find all the parts/chapters of my ongoing fiction series, I created a new page that lists all the links. You can check it out HERE!
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