Changing my Mind

Changing my Mind

Something was said.

It doesn't even matter what.

My reaction was instant.

All consuming.

Deeply physical.

Palms, brows, shoulders, stomach.

All clenched, churning, wounded.

I took it wrong.

Like I always do.

I thought the worst.

I felt the worst.

That was my doing.

Next time would be different.

Something was said.

It doesn't matter what.

My reaction was... slow.


Deeply physical -- but this time full of breath.

Mind opened, thoughts re-directed from

Worst case to best case.

I changed my mind.

I saved myself.




My ME led the way.