Feeling progress today.
Not feeling guilty for my pleasures, not earning them but still doing the things I need to/enjoy
feeling content.
I did the gardening today,
Reflecting on the past when I didn't enjoy it then reminding myself to focus on the now
I enjoy it, thats what matters
I made things with my hands
Life
It blooms between my fingers
The happiness when my hands are covered in dirt
When I see the afters
When I know they will be happier once they pass through my fingers
I promise I will care for you
They give me silent praise in return.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts of a stargazer
General FictionThe thoughts and confessions of a dreamer. Love, loss, self exploration. The path you walk on is entirely your own, whether it be pathed with gold or packed with dirt. Hers was pathed with yellowed pages of books, scattered with memories in the s...
