I can’t. I do, but I can’t.

The loss and the hate. The fear and the sacred. The helpless and the want.

I can’t today. I can’t power through. I can’t refocus. I can’t feel any more.

It’s all too much.

But I do.

I check boxes. I pick up pjs. I make decisions. I eat. I breathe. I move through.

There has to be more to do than write letters and add words to the internet.


2 comments on “I can’t. I do, but I can’t.

  1. albert says:

    The letters and words reach readers. That’s something.

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