withdrawal

well it has been a cloudy and rainy day, i'm work-free for another day, and i started cleaning the office! yikes!

i have a friend staying on the living room couch and he is good company. quiet, helpful, funny, non-intrusive but present. i thought of this tonight: one doesn't know how much one has been leaning into the wind until the wind stops (and one falls over).

so it is quiet, we don't speak on the phone much. mostly infrequent texting. it is an odd way to communicate.

slowly unfurling, feeling a binding sensation in my chest breaking free, is it my heart finally taking a breath?