There’s an empty seat in front of me,
full cup of decaf coffee.
I could hear the hum of the heaters,
the conversations behind me.
I’m in my feels,
sucked in but out of my head.
I’m present and alert
but calm as there are no expectations.
I don’t need to perform.
I can just feel,
sit with myself and loving myself, my company, again.
I feel liberated as the waitress takes my order,
liberated as the decaf coffee graces my lips.
I feel a certain calm as the quiet holds me still.
There’s no anxiety to be felt,
no worries about tomorrow.
I’m just here,
with the humming heaters, the conversations that
thankfully are not my own.
I’m here and I’m safe.
I don’t feel lonely.
I feel at peace.




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