There's the beam
of sunlight
thrown across the floor
and then there are the
days where I can barely
wake up.
And I wonder how any of us
can navigate these fragile
vulnerable
states. I breath in
whichever thoughts show
up, forgetting I'm the one
who let them in.
Forgetting that we have
the choice just to
watch.
Forgetting that
we are not
thoughts.