Give me space .
S P A C E
I find myself wishing often for room to just be.
No explanations, no forced conversations.
I am too warm. I am too cold.
I am too much of everything.
Too irritable. Too lonely.
Too busy. Too tired
Mostly, too tired.
Leave me alone.L E A V E
Me alone.
Let me
Sleep.
Read.
Be silent.
Be alone.
Be in my own world.
It is a funky world
but I know me there.
SSSSSSHHHHHH hi, jt, just slipping by to whisper a soft greeting. Leaving...
ReplyDeletebut leave me a hug, okay, Markie?
ReplyDeleteI *love* this. I can relate to exactly what you say.
ReplyDeleteAnd, Sarah, at least you have a good excuse - a first and third grader can do that to you. I don't have such an excuse (anymore anyway...).
ReplyDeleteMy hugs cannot be interpreted as soft or whispery. When I see you, my hug will lift you off the ground. That's because I am always happy to see you. Surprises come along routinely for me…
ReplyDeleteAnd my word was "grayin." Hell, gray in, gray out, it's all good.
Hey, JT, you spend all day at work surrounded by middle-schoolers and coworkers and parents, right? That's as good an excuse as any, I'd say. Not that the funkiness really needs or waits for an excuse...in my experience anyway.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the encouragement, MM! I do spend my days largely in crisis mode - whether it's a student or parent crisis or some admin issue that needs a solution NOW. So, yes, when I get home I want SOLITUDE and SILENCE. But I feel bad when I know there are other people at my house who want company. :(
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