last night i dreamt
i ate something out of the sea and threw it up and then blew my nose and an
earthworm came out, coiled like a snail, glowing in many colors. i awoke as a
bullfrog: eyes puffy, throat swelled and sore.
but it's all right.
i've emptied my kitchen of all i don't eat or that had gone bad and now i have
space and safe edible things and a little room to breathe. i went to the
farmers' market and bought strawberries and tomatoes and beets and cinnamon
almonds and smoked almonds and honey wheat bread and i am not craving sugar and
i'm eating as healthy as it gets around here. i am still shaky and weird but
it's all right. sundays are my one brief shining flash of sanity. the one
moment in the week i get to breathe.
and so i am
breathing and being content. for now. i know it won't last but at least i have
this here, now. it's all i can ask for, really, and all i can expect.
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