some days

Just a quick check-in to let you know that, yes, I’m still here. Been growing a human for the past year and now I’m getting to know him and taking it slow. But this project is not finished, and it still matters deeply to me.

I’ve been reading This is something I wrote when I was coming up for air a after few tough days.

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some days

some days
the plants are droopy
the piano is dusty
and you still haven’t filled those
picture frames 

some days it’s
how did that get there
or why is that still there
and will things ever feel like
they’re in the place 
they’re meant to be

some days
the coffee gets cold 
and the house stays messy
and the podcast goes untouched 
because you have to sit 
and wait

some days 
feel exactly the same
and somehow have no rhythm
all at the same time

some days
you sigh a little too loud
or speak a little too quick
and forget who’s on your team

some days 
you think to yourself:
look at this place,
look at me
and you shake your head

but most days
if you’re lucky
you hear a voice
repeating, like a heartbeat:
look around, look inside
you are loved, you are good