Yesterday, in the middle of a Poetry Writing session, my brain rubber-banded back to the moment when I almost drowned during a swimming lesson as a kid. I’ve never learnt to swim as a result, and honestly don’t feel particularly safe in the water, ever. It’s something that will, in time, be dealt with, but not right now. That’s full of other demons that need attacking, and a foot that’s slowly beginning to heal.
I can’t help what I am, and today it seemed the best idea to embrace the disparity, rather than fight it. For large portions of today, I’ve experienced time in vastly different ways. It’s the indicator that this is the right direction. Things are changing.
It is all to the good.