I Found Happiness
I found happiness in the Poetry Room at City Lights bookstore in San Francisco today. Where the universal struggle and beauty of writing and writers and words and art collide on the shelves and in photos and in the hand painted signs that hang like notes on the walls. Notes that tell me to sit and read. Notes that bring the words alive in me as I fumble and fight to navigate this life.
In the Poetry Room, I find my way. Fueled by inspiration and coffee and love and friendship not nearly enough sleep, I’m ready to go home. With more words. More light. More love. And a few new poetry books.