Sit Here

I sit here and wonder,

How life got this slow,

I am aware of the movement,

Not sure I want it so fast,

Others seem to have a lot going on,

Friends functions and relationships that occupy,

I don't want that the sake of it,

Because movement comes with friction,

And friction without peace,

And in this life peace is paramount,

To me and my sense of self,

But to move forward I need to embrace uncertainty,

Of my future and the peace,

I hold so dear.

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