It's a lovely Sunday evening and I'm sitting in the house I grew up in with my cat and my parents. This is where I am the most comfortable and the happiest. This last week was pretty stressful for me, because I was completing a lot of interviews, coordinating a big event, preparing for my upcoming trips and staying on top of schoolwork. When I'm really busy and stressed, I feel like I'm lost, or like I'm losing my head. Being home really relaxes me and reminds me of what is important.
Enjoy this poem by Shel Silverstein called The Loser
Mama said I'd lose my head
if it wasn't fastened on.
Today I guess it wasn't
'cause while playing with my cousin
it fell off and rolled away
and now it's gone.
And I can't look for it
'cause my eyes are in it,
and I can't call to it
'cause my mouth is on it
(couldn't hear me anyway
'cause my ears are on it),
can't even think about it
'cause my brain is in it.
So I guess I'll sit down
on this rock
and rest for just a minute...
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