Warmth around me
floating
peace
yes, peace
Then the light
always finds a way
and the peace
slides away
and the body
feels again
The brain begins to fire
skin begins to bump
I rise
barely rise
Feet to floor
I slog thru
morning preparations
for the day
Pen to paper
isn't even
a thing
when I
can barely
have a thought
October 14, 2020
Day 14 of 31
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