inhale, exhale. repeat.

decided to literally just write from my mind in this

one of those days where breathing needs to be remembered and my instincts are instincts no longer and now I need to will myself to roll off my bed and stand on two feet, l need to awake from sleep and force myself to grab a couple bites of frozen yogurt from my refrigerator to eat all while stopping to remember to breathe. inhale through my nose, exhale through the mouth. repeat. Now I'm rushing to catch the train it’s a race against time to see how long I can hold my breath before my lungs tell me they need me to, for once, abide and to inhale again, exhale again. here we go again. my feet don’t know where they’re headed; ten toes seem to point in different directions, I stop and my eyes dart back and forth between two groceries I mean they both carry the same fruits nonetheless so I stroll in all scattered brained attempting to look unfazed by the stares my mind tells me I receive by onlookers and passersby but I check my reflection in the mirror where the greens are and no one seems to be paying me any mind here I am wasting my time, breathe. they tell me. breathe, please. my lungs are begging me for air I wish they’d just stop working so we’d take up less air.