A Day of Rest & Thought
Stayed in today, resting, keeping my leg elevated. I don’t know why it’s always my left leg that swells the most – perhaps it has something to do with the body’s channels, perhaps it’s something that tells me I need a chiropractic adjustment, perhaps it’s because I’m not only left-handed, I’m left legged. Strange though, as the right has always been my preferred.
I need to remember that, at least for a little while, I need to be careful, ever watchful, vigilant; that I can’t leap back into life the way I wish to, and now more than ever I need to be even more attentive to my body, so that one day soon I will be able to be what I once was.
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It is in my dreams that I find her, never seeing the face
yet feeling her in my heart. When I wake I am left with only a warm soft smile,
trying to remember every vague detail,
the laughter, the peace,
keeping my eyes closed and wanting desperately to go back to my dreams.
Back to the warmth, back to her.
There is a touch of sadness in my heart as she fades,
and I’m left wondering when I will feel her again,
and if it’s only in my dreams
that I ever will.
When I walk through The City, it seems as if there is someone for everyone,
so I try to keep believing that,
that there is someone
for this trainwreck of a hopeful romantic.