A longing to be still

Hermine GSTEU

tired

Austria

23.10.2004

This is how I feel inside.

I feel small.

I feel tired.

I feel raw.

I feel as though I am this child and instead of a doll, I am clutching the undressed, abject nakedness of my own life to my chest.

I feel as though I am sleepwalking through my day,

through my relationships,

through my own thoughts.

And I am longing for that moment when I can quit mashing the hamburgers,

quit washing the pool towels,

quit worrying about the uncleaned berries in my kitchen sink....

and

just

be

still.