I Find Myself In The Shower.

Not all moments can be fast.

And Not all moments can be slow.

I, like many others, know that.

Yet between all the moments,

The bad, the good, the in between,

It’s the bad that weighs the heaviest.

It’s the bad that needs to be washed away.

After all who wants the good gone?

I’m thankful for the shower.

Let the water strike my head.

With its warm soothing touch,

I find myself in pause.

A hug of something nurturing,

like the hug from a loved one.

For those few minutes, there's rest.

Neither fear nor stress. Just a breath.

The grounding sense of the present,

and not the drowning pool of worries.

I needed this. I needed this.