It's hard to be human
WWKC 10 minute prompt
i’d like to have more options i’d like to be able to break the rules i’d like to have more space or to be able to make use of the space I have differently. i’d like to undo things sort the pieces out on the table and take a look at them as they are. maybe this isn’t the best configuration. maybe it’s ok to let it all lie around in bits for awhile with room beside and among -- seems like there’s space to be had so why not take it? i’d like to set a few things down and leave them there-- see how they do see what happens to them through the seasons, through the night -- what happens to me without. i have permission but i have ties, responsibilities, agreements; it’s hard to be human. nothing is simple, yet everything is. the earth turns, the sun sets time passes and i choose things or not. i sleep sometimes, or i don’t. i eat. things get quieter, things get interrupted trains whistle, owls call, the dog sighs. seems like there’s space to be had so why not take it? i conflate myself with expectations i conflate success with joy, i conflate tomorrow with hope. it’s hard to be human -- things get interrupted.
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