I thought I might break today. I came close. Life , troubling sleep and exhausting, infinite responsibilities are hard to hold up by myself for too long. And sometimes the Universe also plays a little bit dirty.
So I ran away.
I grabbed my dog and my keys and I ran away to the place where things can piece back together. I sat and breathed the city. Long, thoughtful, life breaths. I counted the things that are good. There are many. I took out the book that has been living for months in my purse. I sat for hours in the darkness and by the light of the city, I found out how it ends. I watched the stars come out and I listened to the hum of life and exhausting, infinite responsibility. In the quiet of the moonlight, I pieced back together.
And then I went back home.
(a little bit stronger)