Her password was Lovinlife1
I read that and scoffed inside.
That someone could pull that out - in relation to this mundane program at our mundane place of work.
But I kept thinking of it - gradually kept repeating it to myself.
Shocking how I could feel. how much that phrase..
it didn't fit in my head or go with my body.
Recently I was making love, and the man said I had pushed him out.
I felt it too.
My body did it - not me, it acted on it's own accord.
It hit me the strength of this force - the negative turning away from life, is well such a huge force without
my really being aware.
Now I wake up and think it, say it. And still feel it clash with everything but do it anyway.
I breathe, stretch my lungs with big inhale and say..Lovinlife.
I want to be the person who uses that has a password.