Going back to basics, but sometimes basics are the most complex.
It’s like I’ve perverted my perspective in such a way that the option of doing or being anything different failed to register.
So, I’m going back to basics to help my body feel where it is and when it is; to remind me to take up space, take in all the colors, sources of light, windows, and doors.
To help me get curious about what’s around me—above and below, and gently look over my shoulders while consciously resting my hands on an object which reminds me not only where I am, but what I’m separate from.
Going back to basics to remind me of my edges, where I end and other begins.