Today I am
sore.
the perfect combination of proud
and discouraged.
both excited and dreading
my next round in the box.
ready to get to the part where
I see progress.
Today I am
driving "home"
where I drove away from
exactly 2 years ago
and only looked back a couple times.
Today I am
seeing my sister
and my favorite brother in law
and my favorite dogs,
all of which feel like a missing limb
I get to have back for the weekend.
Today I am
questioning
all the junk my feelings have led me to
hoard.
questioning what to keep
and what to purge,
and how i'll ever know the difference.