Fumbling my way Forward.

I’m in between notebooks right now.
I’m in between thought bubbles.
I’m in between brave, true statements.
I’m existing in the nothingness
that surrounds the good parts of my world.
And I don’t mind.
I never mind where it is exactly that I lie.
sometimes I just need to stretch out.

but the times that I am here –
in between the last time I laughed
and the next time that I will –
my words are small and simple.
simple and infrequent.

It’s in these times –
leaving a beautiful moment
and finding my way to the next –
that I really get a good, hard look at my reality
and find more ways to appreciate belonging in the better parts of my life.
ways to TELL MY HEART and the goodness and the joy. 

sometimes, my heart feels like it might explode with joy.

this is not one of those times.