It is 9 pm on Friday night. Task lists checked some nagging stuff taken care of. Tomorrow tentatively planned. Nothing hard and fast tomorrow will bring new things you see. Tea at my side I drift inside, to a world full of worries and heartache and hate and I look back to where I sit right now. So safe , so sound. The quiet hum of our quiet, the quiet we call quiet but is really full of life.
I am at peace. I have found calm.