Idle Weights & Lucid States.

I put on my camera earrings today

As if that alone,

Were enough.

I promised myself

I would at least try.

yet here I am, 11:54 am — sitting idly by.

What good is knowing you can,

when one false move, makes it hard to stand?

Idle breaths

linger

in my weighted chest.

pulses unpaced,

lost

in the inescapable race.

Paces ahead, lightyears behind,

if only they knew…

just how much

it occupies my mind.

One foot, no two?

I’m unsure — wrong! — what more I can do.

There is no summit. There is no summit. There is no summit.

Most days, this rings true.

But today, anxiety-fueled procrastination

leaves me woefully unfulfilled,

and restlessly blue.

I trust I am exactly where I’m meant to be.

I put on my camera earrings today,

as if that were enough.

If I just keep going,

maybe one day

I’ll believe I’m enough?