The time thief ⏳
I took time for myself.
I buffed and polished my skin
like fine silver, aired my face
in the sunshine and wound
my heart like a pocketwatch.But if time is the only
thing we truly have—who
did I take my time from?
How do you steal awaysomething that should already be yours?
I really did take time for myself last week and over the weekend—I sat in the sunshine, I read a book, and after much deliberation about gender norms I shaved my legs for the first time in a year. Shower me in skincare and summer snoozes—I feel a little bit human again.
In other news, look at this view from my friend’s parents backyard and imagine what it might be like to take a nap in the shade: