the rains

And we rode escalators, and I could feel myself just wanting to keep on riding those elevators for a while. The wonder of the concept of standing still, but still being moved soothed me.

Things to calm me. Block out the world. Cushion the thumping in my head.

I am in my moon phase at the moment, intermittently wallowing and rejoicing in it.

It has been raining and storming all day

and as I stood in the pouring rain waiting for the bus this afternoon,

the weather reflected me

the rain within my belly rained with the outside world

it was one of those poetic moments in life.

just me, at the bus stop, rain inside and out.

And that’s okay.