I feel there is a storm in my head. It is constantly spinning. Some days it feels out of control. I feel some days it is foggy and never fully remains clear. Others it is bright and full of sunshine. It is a tired head.
This storm in my head is something I have fought most of my adult life. I have good days and I have bad days. I wish I understood how the weather worked. It is so unpredictable.
The soft breeze touches my face as the wind whistles past my my ears. I am free in this space of mine.
Etched in the sand is the marks of my footprints. I am alone as the mist sprays softly across my face. The storm in my head raves on, as I sit and ponder the wonders this world. My head is still spinning.
Here is never there. There is never here. Too many places at too many times. Stop. STOP. STOP!
Breathe.
Here. In this place. Alone. Me. I.
I am one.
Peace. Calm. Be.
I am me.
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