Diana Darby ** "I V" ** Intravenous

Breathing

is getting harder and harder
it seems.
Time
to sit and find
the space
between the lines
and worries.
Everyone around me is stressed out.
I can’t tell whose stress I am feeling.
I feel my own heart racing
with black tea
and thoughts.
I have juggled so many balls
I look like a professional.
Appointments scheduled.
Money transferred.
Vehicles repaired.
All with lightning speed.
I am like that octopus
In the commercial
with eight tentacles going in every direction
but in.
I miss going in.
I miss sitting with myself and hearing the birds
and watching the squirrels run.
Now there is only breathe in breathe out
and run.