Unfold.

My mind wants to get some things out before it falls asleep.

Some big things have happened. I haven't written them down yet.

That makes me feel like I can't write about anything else.

But I can.

Here's a try.

Tonight I saw an indigo coat at Target.

A coat is something I should ask for this Christmas.

Next to this coat, was rack after rack of bathing suits.

Some of which were fantastic.

None of which I should ask for for Christmas.

I tried on three.

Can't help it.

Tonight I am very inbetween.

In between what?

Thought and action.

Mind and voice.

Lonely and resolution.

I am tryin to ask the right questions.

I wear a ring on my middle finger, always.

Just underneath, I am missing a tiny piece of skin.

I am reminded of this when I stick my hands in

cold or hot water.

In either extreme, I flinch.

I am reminded of this when I hold on tightly.

I am reminded of this

every time my skin

is not ready for the intensity.

It is new, and it stings.

I lost this skin on Friday, while I was trying to climb rocks.

I like it. It makes me look tough.

I am tough, but I am not stoic.
It's hard to be reminded

that some things are still too intense for a straight face.

I flinch. I sting.

Ouch.