Mamarati

It seems like I just wrote that title, or thought it or something. Maybe it was just me saying to myself, “You are about to implode.”

I am going to my bathtub now where there is peace. Do you know what peace is? Do you really know or do you just pretend to know?

At any rate, I know. I really know. Deep down inside. It’s there.

And when I’m done letting it surface again, I’m going to come back and write about the walk that Jacob and I took today.