The days that pass blankly
A little empty
Shake them upside down
Nothing much falls out
A crumpled to do list
With nothing crossed off
And the idea that my Nordic socks
Are now all out off order
and I’m wearing odds
That somehow match each other
I stacked firewood inside
Now I watch it burn
Where did Sunday go?
It began on a high
A good morning run
And then sort of slid
Into an inward sigh
But it’s okay
I think sometimes
Those days
Are the ones
Just to watch go by
Realising
Our weight in this world
Feeling it all
Anchored
*I did do a lot of writing and rearranging. Took some photos that felt like me, of me because I lost a bet with myself on Instagram – actually made it to 60 photos in my photo a day challenge.
The other profile shots I use are very 2020 and to be honest I rarely wear dresses and certainly not while wandering through the paddock. The header photo is more the real Kate.
I got a post away on my other susbstack account – Whys not Why – It asks the question “when is a creation ready to launch?” I’ve had a manuscript ready to go for ages. The link is in the caption if you have ever struggled with this dilemma yourself – advice welcome.
Have a beautiful week X
