Journal, meditation, chiropractor
Today’s sunrise chattered that
its only contribution to life was
my twenty-fifth last day of school.
But history’s sharper whisper
One digital hour typing chat box goodbyes
to those retiring
from a career the year that
was born into a new, uncertain reality,
three longhand, hand cramped hours
exploring, abhorring, and unsnarling
How do we improve one
to benefit the other?