The Dreamer's Pen

I am drained.

Everything swirls. It’s chaotic and relentless.

Political upheaval rattles the news.

My car, side swiped on the way home today. (But I am okay)

Exhaustion settles deep.

Grief.

Trauma.

I need rest.

I will hibernate this weekend.

Hide from the noise,

from the storm,

from everything.