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A Minute Alone

There is something so spiritual about being alone.

It has been a long while but I had a moment to do so.

The house is so quiet it is loud.

I feel the pull to be productive, to check the list, to get it all done.

But instead, I get still.

Here I am again, an adult again, a person responsible for just me for a bit.

I sweep away the clutter in my head and make clean spaces and it surely helps heal my soul.

Going through old files, physical and mental, pulling back layers that daily business has allowed me to resist.