The Weight of Time

In this moment.

– NOW –

I am o.k.

Time bubble

My mind races to a time that is not of this moment. A somewhere in the future time. Very soon, or distant. My shoulders ache. My arms are heavy. My legs stiff. My thoughts, too unbearable to think. I try to hide. I will not face it. I will not give it permission. But it is so hard, to be in the peace of now, when time is neither here nor there, and yet, it’s weight is everywhere.