A Poem a Day // Day Nineteen : November 19
Oi, do i force it?
Note to self : consistency requires routine
Note to self : when I’m sad, I’m very bad at routine
Rephrase : when I’m sad, my relationship with routine changes
Update : lately I have felt sad
Alert : this is three days missed of a poem-a-day
I’m finding it so interesting to witness my patterns and
challenge the reflection of my somewhat emotional abyss
with something other than judgement for what it is
Note to self : building routine requires consistency
Chickens and eggs
I’m not sure what comes first
But my heart is telling me that everything will make more sense
on the other side of a good cry
Update : I can confirm that the work is brighter
on the other side of a good cry