Adjusting the focus 


Warm day with rain sprinkles. Walking from place to place to finsh my to do list.  

Feeling… empty. 

Text about the dog. Text from the ex but no text important enough to send. Just words left in the wind. 

Heart mending for a heart that’s broke.

All in a days work. 

The bad out weighing the good for eyes looking outside of myself. But I’m satisfied with the things that I am able to do.

Tomorrow is always different than today. And yesterday is no longer important. All I have is the realization that life is truly what you make it.

And whatever you hold close is your wealth. 

C. L Cunningham 

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