something is amiss with me today, and i think it’s (gulp…) a sense of peace. that’s right. peace! in me!
and so what does one do with a thing like peace? there is certainly no angst to be had over peace. there are no fitful nights’ sleep, no worry dreams. there is no fidgeting, pacing, internal conversating with all the people in your head WHO ARE NOT REAL. peace is just peace. it just sits there and, well, feels like everything will be okay. which is so not a natural feeling for me. i have no idea what to do with it, which means i’m totally holding off on some hardcore worrying about feeling peaceful.
instead, i guess i’ll just sit and hold onto this moment after the big sigh for as long as i possibly can.