Sugar and spice
This morning, sugar and spice. Still sits on my skin. Cocoa butter aroma that echoes a candy bar. Just my love of cocoa butter and Brazil nut.
No morning light. Just that haze that clings to the sky. In which makes you understand there will be a heavy heat treading through.
Yet I thrive in these days. Even though there will be a slight migraine the warmth is welcomed.
Last night gave me much to think about. Much to reach for. So not sure how to go about it but I will learn.
See that is so ingrained in me, to learn. Always to learn, to grow. That is my need as well to be needed. Yet there are times when I know I won't be able to help or be needed. Sometimes that is when people need to let go, not cling or hold onto me.
Yet I was. Held on and tossed.
Though I don't think much on that. Too late t do anything now.
Just going to enjoy this slight breeze and the hazy morning. Going to contemplate the thoughts I had last night. Then I will soak them in, where necessary.
My messed up hair, my old gray cardigan and meditation out on the balcony. The sighs and exhales. The leaning.
So now it is to wonder if breakfast is ideal or if reading part of this morning. Perhaps a bit of research before I get started on the day.
Who knows. Right now I just close my eyes and inhale cocoa butter. Relax. Settling in for the warm day and I smile.
A good memory. No I won't share. Because then it will look like I miss you. And I don't.
Hmm.
No morning light. Just that haze that clings to the sky. In which makes you understand there will be a heavy heat treading through.
Yet I thrive in these days. Even though there will be a slight migraine the warmth is welcomed.
Last night gave me much to think about. Much to reach for. So not sure how to go about it but I will learn.
See that is so ingrained in me, to learn. Always to learn, to grow. That is my need as well to be needed. Yet there are times when I know I won't be able to help or be needed. Sometimes that is when people need to let go, not cling or hold onto me.
Yet I was. Held on and tossed.
Though I don't think much on that. Too late t do anything now.
Just going to enjoy this slight breeze and the hazy morning. Going to contemplate the thoughts I had last night. Then I will soak them in, where necessary.
My messed up hair, my old gray cardigan and meditation out on the balcony. The sighs and exhales. The leaning.
So now it is to wonder if breakfast is ideal or if reading part of this morning. Perhaps a bit of research before I get started on the day.
Who knows. Right now I just close my eyes and inhale cocoa butter. Relax. Settling in for the warm day and I smile.
A good memory. No I won't share. Because then it will look like I miss you. And I don't.
Hmm.
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