here, I smell the coffee roast,burn.
the wind outside flutters against light blue-grey jackets,
and I’ll pretend I won’t feel it in a second.
I lifted the wooden shutters,
to create light to feel light.
to breathe a little easier.
the to-do list gets checked off,
emails get sent back and forth,
and I think about this moment.
How peaceful it seems.
Here we are, writing, typing,
with white headphones in our ears.
But what we all need is each other, not more busyness.