Slow exhales in close quarters,
release swirls of hot steam.
Calming notes of chamomile and mint bursting from my cup.

Eyes closed.

Filling me with a sense of security;
as if each breath out, breaks down my fatigue from the day
allowing me to wipe it away, as you would a mirror after a steamy shower.

Window cracked.

The pitter patter of rain as lightning illuminates the sky;
my feet encased by my fathers wool socks
buried deep beneath my covers searching for warmth.

Slow exhale.

& I sink deeper into my bed, detaching myself from reality,
erasing today's to-do list
trying desperately not to create tomorrows.

A long slow sip.

Clinging to its heat - begging it to stay,
reluctantly letting it dissipate from my tongue
as if it would help me unwind faster.

I close my eyes.

I see my Mothers warm radiant smile,
my Fathers soft caring eyes
& my two Brothers' inviting protective embrace.
Blessed, I am.

Slow exhale.

A crisp fresh breeze tickles my nose,
I feel my skin melt into my sheets;
welcoming relaxing rejuvenation.

Slow exhale...