Sunday, June 8, 2014

The Roads Frequently Traveled.


I spent a lot of time contemplating the same problems.
Traveling the same roads of my mind.
Over and over.
The why's and the how's.
Countless shower arguments lost or won.
My father tells me not to worry about relationships.
My mother tells me not to worry about money.
My sister tells me not to worry.

But worries are important.
They remind me of what matters to me.
Of where I am in my life right now.
Maybe a little behind.
Or perhaps a few steps ahead.

Those problems I relive.
Those conversations I relive.
Those faces I can see, eyes shut tight.
All things I want to continue to worry about.

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