Restless this evening, I found myself at my therapy bench long after the sun had set. A light shined behind me creating this oversized shadow of the bench with a smaller version of me sitting cross legged upon it. Lights reflected and glimmered on the pond in front of me as a breeze whispered through my hair.
I don't know what lead me there. This week has been accompanied by a sense of peace which feels in conflict with the circumstances that surround me. So maybe I just needed space to be.
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