office blues.

"May the wind under your wings bear you where the sun sails and the moon walks."
— J.R.R. Tolkien

I had a hard time staying composed yesterday. 

My mind was forced to race, just as my limbs were ordered to sit still.

And so it wasn't until that evening - when the sun began to settle -

that my mind was free to join my wings. 

Mr. D and I took Lucy girl on a walk. We ate dinner outside and continued to walk

with no particular destination in mind. 

And for the first time all day I finally felt I was where I was supposed to be.

But I am back at it today, and that familiar aching is grabbing hold of my bones

Oh, if I can just make it until its time to go home....

photograph by Carin Davis