I am sitting in my bedroomReading a book I’ve lost my mind within.I am washing the dirty dishesBobbing my head to a punk rock tune. I am laughing with a friend from workTalking over loud music with a drink in my hand.I am distracted from my chaotic mindAnd the indescribable sadness that lurks. I am galloping across a field of greenFingers tangled in a long grey mane.I am throwing hay from a sweet-smelling loftWhinnies echoing softly from beneath. I am climbing a mountain with my dog beside meSavoring the views and her constant devotion.I am basking in the sunlight in the warm lakes of MaineUnique, balanced, and undeniably free. I am coffee on a Sunday afternoonA quiet passion for life bubbles within my soul.I am the in-between moments of each passing daySpeaking for those without a voice and living the life I choose.