Work thoughts

I sit here in red and khaki waiting for the minutes to fall down so to clock in and rip away all that is inside my head. A softness that echoes.  A sigh that exhales.

So quietly I go back into my mind in hopes that some got their freedom. That to open my head someone was able to get free.

I released so many parts of me that I felt like a real person again. Very few nights am I overwhelmed with nightmares. No longer do I think over those of my past.

Only way that I do is through hopes of goodness coming their way. The hopes that released obligations are given and healing can finally come into view.

I know I sound possibly fishing but I am not. I can pray and hope for those I care for no matter the situation. I still care, I still love but at a very far distance.

Never again do I want my desires to gain anything over my needs. I have learned that a compulsion I built. I hurt many and now I must reap all that I cultivated.

Slowly I sit here in an exhausted sigh, waiting for the day to begin. All in hopes I am kind and loving to the impatience I have for guests and coworkers alike. I have to learn to be understanding.

Now onward I have to be careful and patient. Loving and understanding.

I only hope what was wanted, needed was finally given. I hoped big. I prayed loud.

I will never know but still I maintain the positive. Caring to lean only on Jehovah now. No humans will I bother nor ask. Just Jehovah.