Band-aid.

I put a band-aid on a wound that won’t heal.

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Effort Before Effortless

Getting back on track with writing is harder than I imagined. A few months ago, it was a lot easier for my thoughts to flow and for me to create content for this blog but after of a few months of sloth, it’s been difficult.

This reminds me of a mantra that I keep hearing in yoga. Effort before effortless. You need to put in hard work in order to reap the rewards of ease. Things have to suck a little bit before I can feel like writing isn’t a struggle.

The thing is I have to keep this up. Writing has been a great catharsis for me. It’s my favorite medium of expression and sharing thoughts with possible feedback has been very helpful for my mental state.

Quality is the reward for consistency.

Unspoken

I tip toe.
You fumble.
We laugh anyways.
It’s too easy, I’ll admit.
I slip up. You understand.
(I still tip toe.)
Some things go unsaid.
Yet something needs to be said.
But I let it be.
I continue.
You smile, out of character.
Yet I know that “character”
is the real you.
You pretend that I can’t see it
but it’s clear
You can’t hide it.
I don’t acknowledge it.
But it’s there.
Unspoken.
And will always be.
We accept it.
And that is comfort .
If I push you, you push harder.
If I pull, you push away.
I tip toe again.
Scared to trip a wire
that will cross a line.
I smile.
I am myself.
or at least I try.
You are in character again.
Who are you playing?
A good friend?
A listening ear?
Something else entirely?
I don’t acknowledge it.
You smile.
I smile.
We are ourselves now.
And it goes unspoken.