i’ve been feeling like my old self again

and for once

that feels like a good thing

my favorite thing about the old me

was how much she loved her own company

she knew the freedom in stillness –

somewhere, i lost that

but i want to find it again

i am finding it, again

i am an explorer of worlds

built for new places

i stretch beyond the bounds of comfort in order to find it

i push myself into quiet

i push myself into turning off the noise

i push through the discomfort to the freedom on the other side

my mind is clear,

my steps are getting clearer

i feel more like me and less like yours