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Clik here to view.I sit at Adelle’s sipping a cup of tea looking at the few last pages of my journal. I had just worked a marathon week at a job that I don’t really care for. I pick up my pen and wonder if any words will come from a much tired brain and heart. I think of the grocery shopping yet to be done and some bills that need to be paid. This seems to be my life. A life that I created over the years. A life with stuff that needs to be paid for. I wish I could cut the cords that bind me to it.
I watch the young women behind the counter. Her name is Jess and she has been a barista here for awhile now. She looks so cute today in her black leggings and matching tunic. She is slight with long black hair and a array of colorful tattoos. She is confident and wears her freedom like a clock wrapped around her. I look at her battered knapsack thrown carelessly in the corner with her old brown leather coat laid across it. I know that she does yoga and travels a lot.
I look down at my journal and I am surprised to find that I have filled it. I don’t have anymore lines left. I have to write in the margins. I must remember to put it away with my other completed journals and stick a fresh one in my bag. I finish my tea and leave feeling light and smiling.
When I come out of the grocery store it is starting to rain. It’s only a few scattered drops, but I can smell the warm earthiness of spring in the rain. When I get home, I quickly put the groceries away. I get my sneakers on and leash up my two dogs. We go for a very long walk. When I return, I pour myself a glass of wine and go to my computer. My dogs lay at my feet.
I’m lucky that I have a job, while others don’t. I have a job where I help and care for people. On good days it does have meaning. I’ve learned that less is best. I am still paying for stuff that I have long since sold or given away, but the end is in sight. My filled journals pile up. Journaling has given me my life back. Amazing writing can come from journaling. Answers are hidden between the lines.
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