Discomfort

Today was all about boundaries.
Today was watching the interplay of
shadow and light.
Today was a day of wondering:
Ego?
Projection?
My gut saying No!
You're feeling something REAL?
My head and heart trying to navigate
uncomfortable territory.
Was the closed door a slam?
Shit, give me some space!
Some time, not a slap in the face.
Today was a day of a one-word battle.
Today "soda" exploded, a shaken can of dissension.
Today I felt something rip.
Can't tell yet if it was just a tear in my ego
(still revealing if so)
Or the tide of my life loosening the hold
work has on me.
I wonder if a ship feels strange
when its anchor is lifted --
Not knowing what's next.