Tonight my thoughts traced the sharp edges of my past.
Nothing unusual — it’s routine.
Out of all the jagged corners, there’s one I visit often.
The one I helped sharpen.
A once piercing cage is now a peaceful space.
Walls carpeted with forgiveness and furnished with understanding.
Here, my thoughts don’t pace anxiously anymore.
Instead they settle in, grab a cup of confidence, and take a spoonful of self love.
And man, it tastes so damn good.