Laying in bed contemplating, mind wandering through wonderings.
A risky tangle, underbrush in which to stray…lost. Losing the forest in the trees. Or is it the other way around? Do I miss the picture in the details of memories or are the memories lost with the foreknowledge of their ending.
And I wonder if any thoughts like this plague your mind. Do you sleep soundly?
And I wonder if you care enough to wonder, even for a moment.
I wonder why I didn’t compare. And why I couldn’t. And why I give a fuck.
…And I know I’ll never know, and it wouldn’t matter if I did.
But still I lay here, and I wonder.
My Whole Wellness 