I've felt out of rhythm for so long, my body and mind out of sync. I've had to think before I speak, before I move, so I don't fall out of the fragile net holding my humanity, my dignity, in its place.
But now, as I sit here waiting, a familiar force gathering my belly, I think I'll be ok again. I feel lost and wild and lonely, even as I feel my body and mind slip back into place, beginning to move as one, with purpose, just as before.