Smoke & Snow
This is where I go sometimes when I need to quiet
my mind. When I’m the only one here, I can hear my own soul more clearly. I use
it as a place in this earthly space where I can momentarily freeze time and
escape the exhausting pace of my grind. On this bench, with cigar smoke
circling my head, I’ve written many goodbye speeches in my mind…goodbyes to
thoughts that were holding me back and stifling my true potential…goodbyes to
old, outdated feelings that kept me stuck in place…and goodbyes to people that
I knew I would miss but still had to part ways with. There’s just something
about THIS spot that allows me to hear the universe more clearly. Maybe there’s
a rip in space somewhere or maybe it’s just my overactive imagination but, here
in THIS spot, the muses don’t whisper…they sing and dance and inspire me. In
THIS spot, I don’t feel cold, even when it’s snowing.
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