my selfish dream

if i could just do what i wanted...

and nobody here needed me to stay...

i would move across the country or better yet,

across the world.

rent a cute small place

walking distance to a warm beach,

work a simple job.

adopt a bunch of pets.

plant a garden.

surround myself with music, art..

dance, yoga, work-out, swim, surf,

walk my dog...

sometimes go out dancing

salsa, merengue...

make friends

no commitments, no complications..

just pure island getaway therapy.

ahh, so selfish, so indulgent.

when i come to the end of this selfish phase,

I'd start over.

let God re-create my heart

and my connections.

connections based on my true Healed self.

not a facade.

just a dream.

maybe when i'm old. (er).

i'll start packing.

 

 

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