Filling Up

Lately, the old distractions aren't working.
Last week, I tried to watch TV.
But its sedative effects weren't hooking me.

I tucked myself in early.

Out of habit, I connect to the stream of updates - Facebook, NYT, etc.

But the updates leave me empty.



Finger is so used to clicking



What do I do now? Answer: Just lie here, without thinking or entertainment.



Phantom clicking in my finger



After a bit, I sink into it.
Forgot how I love the feeling of 'listening' to breath in my belly.
So comforting. Everything is softer.

It felt like this supersonic power source.

As much as I could breathe in. Like a huge tube into my belly.

Has it always been there and I just click over it?

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