We are busy people.
We make the bees look like slackers.
But sometimes, sometimes I remember and catch myself when I’m going in a thousand different directions at once,
and remind myself of two words that calm me.
Two words, that like have a pulse like rhythm and bring me back to the present moment.
Two words as a mantra:
And I will start the water, let it run and let the steam hit my face.
I will slowly undress and take the day off with my clothes.
I will breathe in the soap and steam and my own scent.
I will let my muscles relax into the heat and finally, slowly exhale.
I will stop.
I will just do this.
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