It’s easy to neglect this space
when life is as hectic as now
And the more I neglect
the harder it is to return
It’s like losing the momentum
It’s like becoming foreign
It’s like tipping the balance
a balance I consciously hold
But days passed and weeks passed
And there were more that were left out along the way
And I do miss this space
a place where I could connect, retreat, record and reflect
yet, I have to relinquish
If, and only if,
I could bear to peel myself off them
Yes, I can totally relate to that. You needed that me-time to express your thoughts in words, you needed me-time to just breathe ‘kids-free’ air… yet, the motherly cells in you just find it difficult to stay away from them for long….