A List to Remember

This evening it no longer matters what I perceive my worth to be, and I can:

• Hear the chimes and strings and pulses in the music pouring directly into my ears
• Stop to pet a kitten on a yard with a passerby
• Smell the fresh air and the plants growing around me in this city that still values greenery over urban efficiency
• Watch the tail lights driving past me and wonder where each set is driving tonight
• Remember the three who reached out to me today and how two gifted me with precious conversation and genuine love and care
• Choose practically any topic I like and learn something on my own
• Walk by a school and think about how my future will be in the hands of the youth studying there today (and don’t be worried about the youth of today — kindness and compassion abound)
• Feel the pleasing rises and dips of the concrete underfoot
• Sway from side to side to soothe myself
• Be proud and relieved that I’ve survived this far

Worth is a construct we trap ourselves with. Tonight I’m finally able to discard it for a while, belong in whatever space I currently occupy, and be content.