Setting a Table

I’ve been writing a lot these days - pulling over suddenly while driving, pausing music to unleash a holy fury, tip-toeing out into the living room butt-naked past midnight to peel open my laptop and dump my mind’s content out -somewhere, anywhere.

… here?

So far, my notes, poems, and ramblings are confined to a few unorganized Google Docs and many pages in my notes app.

But I feel like these curated words of mine need to go somewhere,

out, around, mixed in - unleashed, released, if you will.

So I’m creating a space to grieve. Setting a table for myself to lay it all out there.

If you are familiar with ‘losing’ someone you love (but they're not really ‘lost,’ now are they?) - to death, heartbreak, a twist of fate.

Whether it’s a mother, partner, a moment in time, an old version of yourself, a friend, or a pet, this may be a space for you to grieve, too.

With Love,

Rohini