there are times
when the cold air hits your legs and it feels wet
there are times when you park and hope no one parks in front of you so you can pull off when you leave
there are times when you look behind you and imagine your worst nightmare, but it was just your imagination, which makes it worse because it was your imagination 
there are times it feels like you’re being tormented by that ex because he won’t stop stalking you no matter what you do 
there are times you’re clenching your jaw so much you forget how to relax your face 
there are times when it feels like you’re slowly creeping towards insanity, but don’t have time to because you have bills to pay
there are times where life feels like you are solely responsible for pushing the sun into the sky every morning 
there are times you hope that you don’t make it to the morning 
there are times you realize your problems are not things you can run from 
there are times when reality doesn’t feel real
there are times you pass through several moments in one
there are times when you feel like you exist above time, or separate from it
then you are late for work and 7am traffic humbles you 
there are times where you wish you could tell someone what’s it’s really like but no one really tells anyone what they are really going through anymore 
there are times


there are times when you get to be still at the park
watching water move in a man made pond
side-eyeing the geese because they are known to chase people 
but they don’t bother you, they know you have been bothered enough 
there are times when the fog of mundane lifts, and you notice you weren’t even the one lifting everything that felt so heavy before 
there are times Rita's is back open so you get yourself a sweet treat on the way home from work and can still imagine it's taste it six days later
there are times you have stuffed animals to hug and make hit the quan 
there are times when you hear a challenging opinion, and your world becomes bigger 
there are times you finally pick up the book you’ve been meaning to read and your world becomes bigger 
there are times when a new pair of crocs brings you immense joy 
there are times you discover something new about yourself, a side you've never explored before
there are times you find a reason to write again

there are times,
and I want to live through them all.