controlled abandon
that's what this year has been, hasn't it?
a controlled abandon of what we thought we could control.
oh! how misguided we were, for truly,
what can we really control in this life?
the pandemic took my life and shook it like a snow globe.
STOP!
—it urged me—
TAKE A MOMENT AND JUST LOOK.
watch the slow flakes float to the white-painted ground.
what kind of life do you want for yourself?
is this the life you envisioned?
and if not:
how can you abandon what was and manifest what will be?
i am abandoning this life
in favor of one where i can see the sun and the sea
every damn day.








