Chaos with Cait

I rise slowly like dawn quiet, but unstoppable.

My heart, once shattered learned to beat just for me.

I look to the sky for the sun’s placement. I ignore my clock and let the earth tell me when the time has come to finally go home.

I dream of butterflies, but all of my roses are made out of thorns.

I am always unsure. Where should I go? What should I do? Will this work? Is this worth it? Are they being genuine? Can I do this? Will I make it? Do I want this? Should I take a risk? Maybe I play it small? I never know, and I am learning that perhaps I don’t want to know. I want to move through life inspired and uncertain. So dedicated to my vision that all of the small shit fades into the background. Free from expectation, my own and others. Willing to wander, take risks an

I walk into the cancer center like a celebrity. “Hey miss girl!” They all scream to me. So, I wave and smile, I smile and wave almost instinctively.

You look at me like I am a map that you do not know how to read. But I wonder what would happen if you stopped trying to read me and chose to explore me instead.