This morning, my mind was a flutter with heavy questions and light ones too.
Am I my body? Is my body me?
Or am I the space between my ears?
Do I like this? What’s my stance on that? If I don’t know, then who am I?
All these people — who do they think I am?
And what happened all those years ago… Things have changed. Am I still me?
Then I stubbed my toe, and it all went away.
Call it a reminder.
I am where I am.