I conspire against it

biding my time

tapping fingernails against

the steering wheel 

willing life to return 

to a ‘normal’ speed


‘Slow’ gives me too much

space to ask questions

to catastrophise, ruminate


Showing up the inconsistencies 

A bright, glaring light of


Can I learn to unclench?

To surrender to the variable

pace of an uncertain existence?

I hear a whisper travel on

languid wind

‘Let it be, let it go, let me’

This post is part of the Five Minute Friday writing challenge. Each week I join with this talented group of writers, free writing for five minutes in accordance with a prompt. Today’s prompt is ‘slow’. 

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  1. I don’t think I can respond without first saying that picture is adorable!
    I loved your words. They captured the stress of overthinking and overdoing that I can fall into.
    Visiting from FMF Have a great weekend!

    1. Thanks Kelly- funny what random moments photos can capture 🙂 So glad you resonated with the sentiment… nice to know I’m not alone in my messy middle 🙂

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