I did many things today.

I strained through childhood memories.

Staring into the box
My dead dog’s picture
looking up at me.
I had tucked it in my
radiology notebook
Four years ago.
To Remind Me
What I work for.
I didn’t expect this.

Massaged my own feet.
In the bath
while doing yoga
actions with my legs.
Best cure for cramps.

Listened to a friend.
discovering possibilities
Especially now
With all the chaos
And moving around.
We all need our space
Or batcave.

It’s oddest to look at the stuff
So neatly packed.
Just existing
Even valued for the
density of its mass.
Serving very little purpose.

Threw out some trash
That was once precious.
Loving something
Doesn’t stop
When you can’t see it.
Let it go.

Even now, in the
Thick of Reality,
My brain scrambles
While I keep up.
So many pegs
On the wheel.
Only touching them all
If you’re spinning.