journal fifty-one.

you are back

hopefully to stay

you knows it’s been a while that you’ve been away

it was just a bit

too much stress

everything in your head was becoming a mess

and damn to all

the responsibilities you had

when your only thought was how not to go mad

so you took that hiatus

took it and ran

down the street, up the stairs, under your covers and began

to do absolutely

nothing

the only sound was the huffing

the intake of breath

and exhale of

something

whatever it was,

it sure felt good

to let go of all the should’s, could’s, would’s

so you stayed there

quite a while

even though doing nothing was not your style

lost track of the

minutes? hours? days?

wasn’t it euphoric to have so much space?

but like I said, you’re back now

and hopefully to stay

at least a little longer than last time, anyway