I haven’t been writing; I have been in a fog.
My mind is hazy. My brain & heart feel disconnected from each other.
It’s all I can do to just exist right now.
But that really isn’t enough in the present moment… There is too much to do.
And so this little clown juggles, forcing a smile, standing on one leg, and holding my breath.
What will I drop and shatter this time?