trust (in the middle)




that cruddy sore throat thing I had last month is back (in a slightly different way) this week. I'm drinking all the tea and resting. and trusting that on the other side of this, I'll feel better. 

and reminding myself that "the other side" is relative, and also unknowable until it is reached. trust is knowing that this moment won't last, and the next moment won't, either. that I am always in the middle, until it happens that I am not. and then, who knows?

who knows?