a day.

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here i am. 
on leave from work. 
having difficulty finding my rhythm over the past few days. 
being told by a friend to breathe and focus on myself, 
not on what everyone else is doing. or not doing. 
listening this morning to news on television, 
background noise for mister pencilfox. 
listening to the easy replies of lupita nyong'o when she is asked questions. 
then connecting with a dear friend who told me of a dream she had, 
a dream where she visited me.
a dream where i had long thick hair, 
and i was living with horses and goats and a yak. 
a dream where we walked the beach of a frozen ocean. 

my soul continues to look only for the beautiful and the good in all the people i know,
right now, 
and that, in itself, bolsters my heart and spirit, helping me to feel so good, today. 
beautiful. 
easy. 
open. 
honest. 

and that's where i am. 
this day. 

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