Screams into the void where no one can hear or care. The beauty of a long commute you can rail against the Universe enclosed in your little bubble and no one cares. No one gives a damn, an eyebrow is not so much as raised. I railed and railed about why do I have to be so strong always? Questioned when Universe? When can I actually stand down. When does “the flow” happen? Cause every direction I turn seems rife with difficulty. How am I supposed to know the way? Where’s the guidance you promised me? HUH?? Ya girl is asking for a little help, a little guidance to this magical path you promised. And just like that the commute was over and I emerge from my protective bubble. A cleanse of these feelings of rage is necessary. I walk into the office and before i even power up the ancient computer I start brewing a pot of water for some Down n Dirty Daily Detox (4D). Going to get my system right and leave the rage of the morning behind me.
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