Still

Walking down the beach
The sand between my toes
Gently scratches
For once I do not feel
That I’m leaving something behind

Working with good people who do their best
They share stories of their lives with me
And they know some of my own stories
When each day is done
For once I can walk away and not care
That I may be missing out on something

Running the treadmill when others would rather be
Spending time with someone else
For once I don’t wonder
What the few people I know
Did today

Sitting crosslegged on the floor in my apartment
The tv tries to sell me something
And I am not listening
Because I am thinking as always
About what I did and plan to do
For once I’m not overwhelmed by the possibilities
Because today I am where I need to be