You’re here but not here, he said..he’s not wrong.

wandering quietly about, cooking and cleaning ( sort of)

here in body but not in mind or spirit..

over there, snatching a few hours for a bit of chat, a Friday jam, maybe a piece of pizza and a ginger beer..

I wasn’t really there, either…

how could I be? You can’t be in two places at once..

Worry and duty here; friendship, love and a desire to have more over there..

Make a decision, I tell myself…they all tell me it too

but how does one trust themselves to make a decision..when their mind is unclear? 

Fear paralyzes the mind, the body..

and it’s a moot point now—nowhere else to wander

the ghost continues to haunt these halls…will it ever find peace, be able to settle?

Hope and faith remain..