Grapes of Wrath

The vines of life seem to strangle you.   Tangled in every direction, how do you find your way out of the chaos?  They aren’t particularly heavy individually but somehow they seem to converge and the sheer mass weighs you down.

We talk but you have trouble articulating the flurry of emotions, I can practically see the thought bubble swirling around over your head.    How can I ease your tension and anxiety?  The fears that creep up unexpectedly and suddenly leave you naked to the world, exposed and vulnerable.   Not really though for this is hyperbolic behavior that I hope with one touch, one smile, can be put to rest.

Relax your cluttered and overworked mind in my embrace.  Let me find your center and prepare you body for connection.

Let the gapes of wrath continue to bear their fruit.

Music mood:  Dan Auerbach “when the night comes”

Neurally yours,

your gardner xo