ArtistofLife7
Take a Pill (286)
Sometimes the optimism, the positive outlook and everything good in the world fails you.
You clench your jaw and strain to smile through the pain . . . but you end up looking like a escaped mental patient with a bit of constipation.
"I'm done." Those two words I can't seem to extract from my brain even though I know in crystal clear clarity I'm not done and all of this is far from over. Transitions aren't always easy. Fight it less and surrender more.
In our heavily medicated society the standard seems to swallow it down with a pill . . . . So instead I weeded the vegetable garden. When I was done and smelling of fresh dirt and tomatoes I was left with a contentedness and willingness to take on another day.
Take a Pill (286)
Sometimes the optimism, the positive outlook and everything good in the world fails you.
You clench your jaw and strain to smile through the pain . . . but you end up looking like a escaped mental patient with a bit of constipation.
"I'm done." Those two words I can't seem to extract from my brain even though I know in crystal clear clarity I'm not done and all of this is far from over. Transitions aren't always easy. Fight it less and surrender more.
In our heavily medicated society the standard seems to swallow it down with a pill . . . . So instead I weeded the vegetable garden. When I was done and smelling of fresh dirt and tomatoes I was left with a contentedness and willingness to take on another day.